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And I stretch relief with showers
Road
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palaces,brings promise of - Allen Ginsberg, September on Jessore Poetry, Poйsie, Poesie, Poesнa
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block of time.joy,that over all Starving black angels August, Aoыt, August, Agosto
- on the chopping
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- Autumn Leaves, Lyrics by Johnny
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plod ahead.
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for dying.
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to play a
winter's song
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The raindrops seemed And soon I'll hear old
September Summer Autumnstinks.
the knowledge of heard you whisper
grow long
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the rain.used to hold
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- Stanley Kunitz, End of SummerAnd in protection, strength,
That September in The sun-burned hands I Warmth, Sunshine. Rain, Wind
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"Grant, Goddess, thy protection,a dying ember
lips, the summer kissesHot, Heat, Warm, Dry,
And a cruel - Ella Wheeler Wilcox, September
out just like
I see your September Summer Autumn
forth,nothing but September."
The sun went gold
Bees, Fragrances, Flowers, Harvest, Weeding, Watering
Order their populations
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of red and Fruit,Clangs open: birds,leaves,snows
good grace
In September in
The autumn leaves
September Summer Autumn
North
soberer asters with brown came tumblin' down, remember
window
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drift by the
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my life was Now violet and season's last crops."than enough."
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That part of do but remember.of the
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the silo blazed, and I knewhope when I migrant birds, and the harvesting
to my eyes.Quips, Wisdom, Aphorisms, Cliches, Sayings
The roof of Nor swear I
first frost, the disappearance of harmless fires drifts September Summer Autumn
tower,Autumn's place,
full with the The smoke of Poems, Poetry, Sayings, Sonnets, Haiku, Couplets
from his cloudless
drag them into chilled. The season comes the wall.
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my May,become suddenly clear vines.September Sonnets, Haiku, Renga, Couplets, Tercets, Quatrains, VerseBlue poured into
behind me with deeper blue, and nights that "September fattens on September Poems, September Poetry, Summer Poems, Summer Poetry, Summertime Poems, Summertime Poetrymy marrow-bones.My August days
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the year."Spring, Summer, Summertime, April, May, June, July, Augustmecolouring of bold"Autumn begins with
other time of Leads worm lisped to Subdues the vivid
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"For man, autumn is a
- Joanna Fuchs
Bluff, Californiathe disenchanted field
the year has - Beverly Ashour, September
Are welcome everywhere!"
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comes not till here."Summer’s sweet delightsGarofalo and Mike night.
Sweet calm that September days are are bare;
Compiled by Karen its hinge that presence; but a vast
signs we knowArms and legs June 1999
Would turn on Has heralded her
By these autumn
swimsuits,been online since
unloved year
coldflight appear -Summer shorts and
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Pursuing Autumn glide: nor frost nor And birds in things to do.
1, 2022the light
way I beholdharvesting
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summer flowers,
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last,of thistledown.Green lawns and
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squinched,autumn, so mercifully dealingto look."
bone;The Spirit of
like strengths or Such a kindly if I'll turn
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green.to see"Healing summer heatAll photographs taken as words sometimes in the freshest
just- Charlotte Ballard, The Maple Dances
with their
to my tongue,Yet our full-leaved willows are it stops --
A solitary song."Karen and Mike
fall almost unbidden crimson,when suddenly,
throatsCalifornia garden of
to my mouth, the ripest berrieslatest gold and on pins
From summer coarsen in the Northern
lifting the stalks woods in their cartwheeling
Dig outFollow the seasons stand among them
"Glorious are the of Locust StreetBlack robins bobbing,
the Valley Blog of blackberry-making; and as I Domestic Gardening
surfaceair.
Our Paths in
art- Al Fritsch, S. J., Spiritual Growth Through the asphalt
In the September Red Bluff, Rural Northern California
knowing the black wild turkeys. Yes, this is September."downWrinkle crisp lines
Garofalothey earn for
gobbling of the meShadowy hair
Karen and Mike prickly, a penalty
and hear theleaf"Tangled branches ofWebpage
the stalks very raccoon as well
September's
- Harvest Moon LoreTop of this for breakfast,
and rabbit and "I can hearHarvest Moon."
Return to the to eat blackberries
mess of squirrel. We see deer - Kobayashi Issa
awesome as the Repair roofs.among the fat, overripe, icy, black blackberries
bringing home a each other."
spectacle is as
Winter weather.late September
daughters bonding by are whispering to night. No other lunar
sheds, tools, and equipment for go out in
andeven the starsthroughout the entire
Start to prepare
"I love to hunters -- fathers and sons "Summer night -lot of light
shrubs, mow lawns.- Robert Burns, John Barleycorn, 1782the reports of
- Percy Bysshe Shelley
and gives a
Weed vegetables and
old Scotland!"
in the wild, the wild plum. And we hear had not been!"
large
from roses.Ne'er fail in of all fruit
as if it at it, it looks very Remove spent blooms
great posteritythe most exquisite could not be,
of the year. When you gaze slow release fertilizer.
And may his oak trees. We tasteheard or seen, as if it the fullest moon Feed lawn with glass in hand;falling from the
summer is not harvest. This moon is nurseries.Each man a
the acorns now
in its sky, which through the
bring in the Purchase bulbs from toast John Barleycorn,
nearby and find
harmony in autumn, and a luster the moon to compost pile.
Then let us late summer woods "There is a
the light of and add to
in her eye.approaches. We trample the - Sarah Teasdale, September MidnightsbyRaking fallen leaves
Tho' the tear were frostTired with summer."that they work trees and shrubs.
sing,first transfers as waning and worn, broken,no tractors, it was essential Continue to mulch widow's heart to
greenhouse for the Under a moon the sun sets. In early days, when farmers had planting in autumn.'Twill make the
to store; we prepare the grinding the silencehalf-hour of when and shrubs for his joy;
squash are ready a locust leisurely rises within a Purchase potted trees 'Twill heighten all purples. Butternut and winter
The wheel of because itshrubs.woe;
and reds and
maples,
was thus named
planting trees and
man forget his yellows and greens
The grasshopper's horn, and far-off, high in the
fall equinox. The Harvest Moon
Dig holes for
'Twill make a hang heavy in
Ceaseless, insistent.closest to the
shrubs or trees.courage rise.
passing day and
chant of insects,is: the full moon
Remove any dead 'Twill make your
miraculously with each Never a bird, but the passionless
a Harvest Moon winter color.
his blood,fill the stalks
full of singing,"The definition of
rye grass for do but taste
peppers seem to are scentless but
- September, The Harvest Moon, Moon Lore
Seed lawns with For if you
the month the
Shadowy fields that God and Goddess."
tonics.Of noble enterprise;
even temperature of Summer,
presence of the and sprayed with
a hero bold,taste this month. In the more
the lingering Indian and feel the
Fruit trees fed John Barleycorn was
have a different "Lyric night of
in Her essence dead fruit.
more abound.the late tomatoes
- Moon Festival, Moon Festival , Moon Festival Legendsin salutation. Now drink
Clean up all Their joy did
We notice that
around."raise it up cool.they drank,apples.
quarters and passed your cup and weather begins to
more and more for beans and
cut diagonally in
and good cheer. Catch the Moon's reflection in even as the
And still the solar food dryer
quite filling, meant to be of good wine
Keep watering properly round and round;
to use the
palm, these mooncakes are with a bottle
divide garlic, perennials, iris, daylilies, bulbs and onions.And drank it
grapes and continue
of a human vine
Dig up and heart's blood,
elderberries for pie, press cider, deep freeze the Roughly the size
to celebrate the beds.taen his very
is in store. We pickmooncakes.
the Moon! Gather with friends Start new strawberry
And they hae to anticipate what
gazing. Not to mention - The son of
squash.
two stones.and nature seems
dances, feasting and moon wine and ecstasy
Drying peppers and For he crush'd him between
in the evening
the Mid-Autumn festival with
to Dionysus, the God of cauliflower, lettuce, swiss chard, onions, leeks, Chinese peas, and endive.
of all,
sacrifice. The birds flock
Today, Chinese people celebrate "Drink a toast late autumn harvest: cabbages, peas, fennel,
us'd him worst
and a mutual Moon festival.
Autumn Slips
Planting crops for But a miller frost
day of the - Emily Dickinson, As Summer Into
soils.his bones;
of rivers, lakes and ponds. Work, even garden work, includes beating the greatest on the
Of Life's Declivity."compost to clay
The marrow of than the temperature her beauty is
the ShaftApply manure and flame,nights are cooler as a result. Legend says that
The Circumvention of non-productive vegetable crops.They wasted, o'er a scorching
warm, butto the moon shy
Removing dead and and fro.that days are
a tyrant, and was banished On one attempting withThey toss'd him to
us each morning wasYears
Karen and Mike life appear'd,the valleys reminding
immortal. However, his wife, Chang Er, found the pill, took it, because Hou Yi the charge of
California garden of And still, as signs of now hang over would make him
So we evade
in the Northern farther woe;
possible early frost. The heavier mists a pill that
--Follow the seasons
To work him chill and a
the archer with we have loved
the Valley Blog floor,
anticipation of autumn rewarded
The one that Our Paths in
out upon the intergenerational enterprise. We hasten in
the Western Heaven lovely, not
rain.
They laid him
helps in an was accomplished, the Goddess of
Of one however
.6 inches of sink or swim.
on farms, when entire families suns. Once the task
concede
(15C), and we get There let him
being gathered. It's harvest timethe nine extra
The presence to temperatures of 60єF John Barleycorn,
the crops are Hou Yi, to shoot down
it an Affront91єF (33C), nighttime low
They heaved in full bloom and a famous archer,
And almost count
high temperatures of the brim;
goldenrod are in
in the sky. The Emperor ordered sun away,Our Area Normally, in September, we have daytime With water to Labor Day when appeared at once We turn the
Typical Weather for
a darksome pit"September starts with
when ten suns "The Summer" than "the Autumn," lest
Red Bluff, North Sacramento Valley, California, USDA Zone 9
They filled up
- D. H. Lawrence, Bavarian Gentiansancient times, to a day sooner say
o'er and o'er.give off light, lead me then, lead the way."
dates back to And yet we
by Jack Williams And turned him blue darkness, as Demeter's pale lamps the moon"Autumn slipsWebpagestorm,Dis, burning dark blue, giving off darkness,
the "lady living in "As Summer into Top of this up before the the halls of the moon's shadowed surface. The legend surrounding
- Gallway Kinnell, Blackberry EatingReturn to the They hung him blue-smoking darkness, Pluto's dark-blue daze, black lamps from to dance on September."
- Louise Gluck, Summersore;day torch-flower of the
crystal palace, who comes out
of blackberry -- eating in late see."And cudgell'd him full
sweep of white living in a
in the silent, startled, icy, black languageThings anyone could back,
flattening into points, flattened under the the moon fairy
which I squeeze, squinch open, and splurge wellwillow.down upon his spread blue down
the story of many-lettered, one-syllabled lumps,
stone through the They laid him
blaze of darkness "zhong qui jie." Children are told
squinched,First the sun, then the moon, in fragments,
for forgerie.blueness of Pluto's gloom, ribbed and torch-like, with theirentire year, the Chinese celebrate like strengths or
where we'd discover nothing.Like a rogue the daytime, torch-like, with the smoking brightness for the do, certain peculiar words
natures, toward a place cart,only dark darkening maximumas words sometimes far from our
fast upon a soft September, at slow, sad Michaelmas. Bavarian gentians, big and dark,is at its to my tongue,driftingThen tied him
his house in lunar calendar, when the moon fall almost unbidden like a raft; I felt us by the knee;
has gentians in
month of the
to my mouth, the ripest berriesThe bed was
And cut him "Not every man of the eighth
lifting the stalks that?weapon, long and sharp,
Summerthe fifteenth day
stand among themway, didn't you feel
They've taen a
- Shannon Georgia Schaubroeck, The End of
Moon festival? Every year on of blackberry-making; and as I lost in a
deadly rage.summer days, for childhood."
year 2005. What is theartBut we were To show their Crying for lost 18th in the
knowing the black the window.enemies beganin wistful broodMooncake or Mid-Autumn festival) falls on September they earn for
rose; a willow brushed And then his with the birds (also called the prickly, a penaltySometimes the wind age;
Your soul joins "The Moon festival
the stalks very uncovered.
He faded into stir
- James Taylor
for breakfast,we lay completely
more,the deep, crimson dusk you September grass."to eat blackberries at once. And so hot His colour sicken'd more and
And as in nowamong the fat, overripe, icy, black blackberrieshad ripened
to fail.
you summer laydown with me
late Septemberit seemed everything
Show'd he began When endlessly before
Won’t you lie
go out in sleeping there, eating there too: it was summer,
and drooping headof the days
grass"I love to
bed,His bending joints
Now reminiscing sweetly
In this September Harvest Song
in the narrow wan and pale;spherenow
- An Old English lying all day, then all night When he grew
low, a hazy orange down here right
Home."passion,
enter'd mild,The sun seems
Won’t you lie To celebrate Harvest
were, how dazed by The sober Autumn
spaceof green
And pleasure advancing,how strong we
should him wrong.For there isn't time, there's only enough
this little patch dancin,
happiness,
That no one a half heart
Our kingdom’s gonna be
With singing and of our first arm'd wi' pointed spears,
the zeal lies
and you’ll be queencome;
"Remember the days His head weel
And yet beneath So I’ll be king
his lass hither - Henry David Thoreau
thick and strong;departin a featherbed
East lad with creatures..."And he grew and unchained days
as a feather
Bell,
Which illuminates all of Summer came,
Before their wild is as soft
Some Simpkin and September sun,
The sultry suns
climb, and dream, and raceBut the grass Nell,
in this warm
And sore surpris'd them all.
The children fiercely leaves turning red"Come Roger and "Happily we bask
up again,to the duskgeese are gone, a few more
- Caitlin Matthews, Celtic Devotional- Michael P. Garofalo, Pulling OnionsJohn Barleycorn got
A melancholy aura A few more
call."Thumb."fall;
The bird's once bright, immortal tune, now criesawayHarvest thankfulness our
precede a Green And show'rs began to fleeting light
summertime slipping on in equal measure,a calloused palm
on,to short and I can see
Justice to be Dirty fingernails and Spring came kindly
From endless hours And you know hands to all,
sky.But the cheerful are fading, as they must
sky todayOpen be our heart to the
dead."The summer days hot in the
heart within us,to open your John Barleycorn was
Alban Eve"Well, the sun’s not so Generous be the
To garden is
oath- Oakwise, Nut Gathering at
- Sir Francis Bacon
Gifts of gladness has returned!
sworn a solemn red leaves' fall,
below."The wind alone
trees for all it floats,
But see that pool, some in the
say all's well;And now the
A clover tuft
wild oats was its Fun
That hints without "September's Baccalaureate
They spread a And drift awhile drooping boughs,
"As lovely as beauteous scene,
And autumn's best of
lovely tokensSuddenly astonished me, breaking the waking
There is a is wholly autumn: in the late
trees, in the over-grown grassesAnd self-delighted as any And of phlox. And upon a
back is full
terrace. The gardener's feet drag - Thomas Moore, 1779-1852, The Last Rose
- September Days By world above the
busy amongautumn. The cricket chirps the warmth of
day and night wrapped in the
as You, O Great Sun the days grow
"higan," or the "Other side of made and incense
to the graves place as
death. For example, in Welsh mythology, this is the- Ella Wheeler Wilcox, The End of
passion through sun-kissed space,
When the deep
At the first
"The birds laugh go, and I recoil
to autumn as
suggesting that we amber light indicating
Jay Lernerbizarre,
September,
of time."Nature for the
petaled with mountains,in one continual
who once had Being alone
above the earth,caught me, turned the brush
"Today I walked half-yawn the hoursEyes half-dreaming in the
- Robinson Jeffers, A Summer Holidayworld's thought, splinters of glassiron age
pierce the heaps mother; the tow-ered-up cities
And the iron One thinks there
- Emily Dickinson, The Last of
--Enchantment's Syndicate.
Summer is Delight Guided by the to prayshrilly dins.Swings the shell How that pine a golden haze;
husky rind,grass;"Tang of fruitage seasons, memory, yes, it being the of this world one September
T'is a thing earth and airAnd autumn's best of lovely tokens
The grapes' sweet odors rise;
the brook-sideThe sedges flaunt the sun;apple orchards- Harvest Home SongWe've plowed, we've sowedLight, wielding the strength
the magickal Outerworld Mabon had rested of the living nights old (some variations of Modron, the Guardian of the Son of
- Thomas Nash, Summer's Last Will away, bright soul of "All good things feeling of gratitude; whose life is sun, which illumines all - Neil Diamond and scenes from some "September morn
Months and Seasons... oh, what alove."moon above.- Henry Wadsworth LongfellowWhich makes the newborn;
"The morrow was
every day in
summer
September
Knowing the love air."
a low fire.
The dry scent
In a country At the irregular
A point outside
power."
summer flower that
- September, Lyrics by Maurice As we danced
Our hearts were
Love was changing been doing all
- T. S. Eliot, Four Quartets, East Coker No. 2, 1, 1940Prepares for heat
And that of milking and the
living seasonsNourishing the corn. Keeping time,
Earth feet, loam feet, lifted in country circles,
or the armA dignified and
dancing around the the music
close, if you do
- James Chessing
"Indian summer—
The trees in - George Washington Cable"For summer there, bear in mind, is a loitering a time to Offerings of ciders, wines, herbs and fertilizer
"The Druids call
turn fully now, and a few dug. The last tomatoes
blacken. The potato vines grow paler, now lime, no yellow, no leprous,
mists out on yet; only our evenings Than ever in
Of mid September; through the still day. "
swing of pleasure, our fill of
death is like again"returning the fruits
the harvest gatheredthe wind sings it becomes
No Ordinance be Pathetic from the
most beautiful of friend
nights,moon,E xciting discoveries,
of the day,E ffort, and
While Autumn, nodding o'er the yellow many."first gray hair
freshness through the and melted across
Stooks ariseweather"By all these
Daffodil time, do we get fruition of months
the English language."- Robert Lowell
with unpicked apples,my gal."to stay
sky,Jones and Harvey
Try to remember the kind of
SeptemberWhen life was
of birds."
sweetness into the two more southerly
meadows let the "Lord, it is time.
this grief
" Sorrow and scarlet thrill,
For a many - Autumn Equinox Ritual
Come to us, Lord of Harvestmove into the
fallen apples, the dust of turned earth"Smoke hangs like
shall beBlessed Be, Blessed Be
12 Hours of A timely carolling."of spring;
"Departing summer hath companions- Robert Finch
dwindled, and I have
has cooled, and with it Are polished withAnd Mother cutsBurning brush,The air is Gardening Chores for
Queen of Brightness, King of Beauty
on the leaves bough;Drip drip the
lonely planet there bed of oats;Some in the the wind to
overtop my shoes.monarchs use.herd's grass and
Heart put up Breeze- Leda Clements, Crape Myrtlethe hedge,
swirling showers,Upon the heavy
- Farmer's Almanac, 1818Vines, cluster'd full, add to the weather
"By all these up,hills begin,
For now it Near the apple
-- Clinging like tendril, flake and thread, as self-tormentedbox, of white roseshinge in his
limp on every
Left blooming alone."
departed."hold the outdoor life. The bumblebee is prophetic breath of"September days have
the hours of of eternal enchantment,Earth around Her"Leaves fall,equinox are called and food are celebrated by visits
of Light, Llew, and takes his the light signaled into the other's face."Both look their time, cry the birds, to stay!away
- Vita Sackville-Westsee another summer have any objectionearly summer and appears. It is the
- Camelot, Lyrics by Alan sounds a bit By order, summer lingers through to the ends "I trust in like a rose
through the centuriesthosebeauty.roof of flameuntil the sunset September
Even the clocks window.the mountain..."Stuck in the remain of the
Roots will not iron, unstable as his bronzeaboundthe Veil."Without celestial Mail --
"The last of Westering comes, her footsteps lightLoudly calling us Through the stubble door-jamb high,
silver birches.Beech trees in Tearing off the Shimmering of seeded - Truman Capoteconversations, friends, a child's Sunday, lost voices, one's favorite suit, autumn and all "The true beloveds
One day of
fair.Which floods the weather,
By all these at morningAnd asters by
has spun.Are curling in
The trees in
Every load.""Harvest home, harvest home!
Champion, the Son of lessons gained within mysterious captivity. All the while
years). Through the wisdom a mere three
of Mabon, from his mother
the great mother"), also known as
Apples of the Immortals
leav'st to appear."Go not yet - Henry David Thoreau, 1817-1862not without a this warm September feel this way."
Two lovers playing and Mike Garofalo
- Henry Ward Beecher
no sound!—A singing rose, a whispering violet, a murmuring honeysuckle
to a summer
in the summer as they meet."
in the air,
beautiful as if
- Bobby Vinton
all my love
a cold lonely
to meet in
summer
Always, in earth and
the ash of
death,
one place,
of a river,
deep center,
slays with parching
is like the
night away."
were singing.
clouds awayof September?
"What have you Or there, or elsewhere. In my beginning."
Dawn points, and another dayman and woman
The time of living in the
earthin clumsy shoes,
flames, or joined in by the hand
In daunsinge, signifying matrimonie—And see them
midnight, you can hear not come too
the deck"
- Childrens songturning brownrises to go."
- Mabon by Akasha
the Mysteries. It isto trees.- Robert Finchfor them to their rough weather-proof jackets, waiting to be grow, turn limp and
October. The bean leaves Finds motionless white No leaf drops tuneshow than these
have had our
have had our "Our fear of
it's blessinga prayer
comingdifferent today
A pensive Custom Its unobtrusive Mass.than the Birds
"September: it was the As a beautiful
Over the garden "Under the harvest as you can
E ach hour S chool,sheaf,
one season too itself like the been losing its
Meal-drift molded ever
"Summer ends now; now, barbarous in beauty, the
With summer’s best of
- Rose G. Kingsley, The Autumn Garden, 1905
season, safe perhaps in
year, bringing us the
beautiful words in
gorged with spawn."
Sir, the bough cracks
For me and
Sno Time ain't no time
Up in the
- Try to Remember, Lyrics by Tom a callow fellowTry to remember the kind of September
and spring, for the air, the water, the verdure, and the song by Warren Jones drive the last shall be full; give them another on the sundials, and on the SeptemberAh me, this glory and
a Lute, 1815You took it, and touched it, and made it learned to play!bring us ..."
of springHere as we The scent of stubble, the brown of - Night An'Fey, Transformation of EnergyThree-fold back it
Flow in Circle, deep insightwe have around fade,The gentlest look
of Summer, 1830All her lovely it on."my head ... The harvest has September the garden With suds, the days
Well-honeyed hum,Ripe fruit, old footballs,Of apple peel.Poems, Quotes, Folklore, Myths, Customs, Holidays, Traditions, Verses
Heavens,Shaking down crystals
distills from every garment's hem.
Now like a drenched upon my and thin,
And gently swells
And violets quite nicer skill than
"This bed of That makes the
And a dissembling green lawns edge."frothy heaps beneath
Drop down in These rosy blossoms, clustered thickthe fertile sod."
mein;With summer's best of
a Boxpheasant, flying out and ridge where the
Which had fallen: swollen and disfigured.the orchard,
with infinite delicacy"Remember midsummer: the fragrance of
path and the long since gone. Summer's bloom hangs rose of summer,
birds, now silent or and dreamy hum of his brief
lengthening evenings a Lore
seeds drip,to the land
her mantle of - September Folkloreand following the offerings of flowers
in Japan, the equinox is God of Darkness, Goronwy, defeats the God people, the waning of
Might each gaze overWhy, this is the When Fashion's followers speed autumn means."
cannot bear to autumn. Not that I of
the first phlox are."
I know it
the Second, on the dot.and Autumn garner - Elizabeth Coatsworth, On the Hills, 1924earth beneath me My happiness ran (closer than flesh) the presence of
and all in to one great for company,- Carl Sandburg, Village in Late kitchen.
Lips half-singing at a far off in thigh-bone or so, a poemThen nothing will mounds of plaster.Steel made of
the age of shouts and people To walk within is --
'Tis Ecstasy's revealed Review - Amy Lowell, Late SeptemberThen the purple-lidded nightmuezzin's set,violinsFrom the sunny
Glowing through the By the sun-baked, sheltering wall.Warmth of earth, and cloudless windeverywhere;existence, memory."opening, ship lights, school bells, a landscape, remembered
- Helen Hunt Jackson, Septemberthrills me yet:Which makes September all this beautyWith summer's best of With yellow butterflies.
From dewy lanes nook;Its hidden silk The gentian's bluest fringesturning brown;home- Joyous Mabon
mother'sWith strength and freed from his taken after three after he is also the birth
Mabon of Modron, the Welsh God, (the "great son of hell when you Peace, plenty, pleasure, suddenly decayon his Suna-day."when they toil,can bask in
can make me that night awayCompiled by Karen be!"flowers can utter Or lose you
There is danger Congratulate each other That wild exhilaration The earth was kiss."I'll send you
Guess it's gonna be make a pledge
goodbye for the hand,
The wind fanning by death, thought of my in more than at the bottom
to a still, but not a it forth, soon"All your renown
stars stole the that our souls
While chasing the the 21st night asks,
Wrinkles and slides. I am here
Eating and drinking. Dung and death.
the coupling of the constellationsAs in their
long since under Lifting heavy feet
Leaping through the Holding eche other
man and womanlittle drum
On a summer If you do her corner of bending down."
The corn is leaving when September
World..."a time of
the Forest, by offering libations
to fall off."it takes days huddle underground in
and do not " 'I grow old, I grow old,' the garden says. It is nearly more suddenly, and the moon
melodies,forth a gladder greener fields to
of heat, we say we short, but when we Logan
and receivinga candle and sighing of changes
"the air is Grace
celebrates
"Further in Summer
Moon
to you
Drips shimmering
- Boni FulghamB eing good best
- James Thomson, Autumn, 1730sickle, and the sheaten who has seen
leaf shows"The foliage has Of silk-sack clouds! Has wilder, willful-waiver
- Helen Hunt Jackson, September, 1830-1885here,August to November."And at no glory of the
the two most
water,
"September twenty-second,
noonSince January, February, June or July
moonThen follow--follow, oh-oh."
a young and
so yellow
Try to remember the kind of
beauty of summer
by Gale Weinsteinto fulfillment and
fruits that they Lay thy shadow
- Thomas Parsons, 1880, A Song For sunny weather.
- Anne Barnard, My Heart is
Until one summer's dayWhereon you have
the gifts you
brings the morning fall.
light of fallThe gold of
energy!"
So it flows, out it goes"Equal dark, equal lightEquinox, around September 21st, in Sacramento, California, Northern Hemisphere, Earth,
Unfaded, yet prepared to illumed,
- Thomas Moore, The Last Rose Left blooming alone;relationship that brought
of beating on "But now in
cleanThe bee, his hive,
feel-"The breezes taste
the Green WayAutumn sheaves and "Hail! Journeyer of the
every sound,And richness rare
sinks into my down its stem,I am well
are falling fast shut all in,
my head,Last year with
- Emily Dickinson, September's Baccalaureate
An Innuendo searOf Crickets -- Crows -- and Retrospects
lace around the Then gathered into
a summer wind,fragile crinkled silk,
Complaint bowing to "Autumn arrives, array'd in splendid
here- Delmore Schwartz, Remember Midsummer: The Fragrance of
the bush, and a startledwalked toward the
to over-ripe pearsjust as in
Three snails hanging - Louise Seymour Jones
the dusty"Spring flowers are
"T'is the last song
of the aftermath, and their shrill of what remains
briefer hours, but in their - Mabon Sabbat and
Fruits ripen,West
The Goddess pulls Death."
precedingat which time world. To this day
year when the "To many ancient
her blue-eyed loverthe deep sky autumn weather.
togetherfirst hint of
own beauty; but I just looking forward to the great burst
sad moment when That's how conditions
Camelot, Camelot!And exits March
beauty and utility. Spring shall plant peace."
I saw the transfigurations.
be alone, but feltwalk through fire, beneath fire,
set the cloudswith only cypresses make half-answers."
Feet half-dancing in a doorway.
dumps, a concrete dam people but a
cure them,of rust on
metal;of stone and
"When the sun a Knock
-- nameless as it Deterred by Retrospect.Of a sickle-shaped new moon."
of day.Where a small
Scrape of insect lurches!ablaze,
to falla'mass.
Red boughs bursting and water of lover's eyes lilacs
forget."To name it
the secretBut none of
here,
roads all flutterthe brook,In every meadow
the milkweedbending down.
The corn is And brought safe during his captivity."
reborn as his nurturing and challenge.
-- Mabon ishe isthe Healer, the Protector, the Earth. Mabon was taken
Son, or Divine Youth, is celebrated. The Equinox is "The tale of
The earth is than a day,
it may be, on the Lord’s Mona-day asthey rest as
"Happy we who September morning still
how we danced Information, Weather, Gardening Chores
miracle would these
"What a pity you in Septembertime, but remember,
city street
splendor everywhere,morn;
Sealed with a emptiness
with a kissOh let us "I don't wanna say
is near at garden in September,
I am renewed My mind moves
My eyes stare "I have come
glow which brings Verdine White
Remember how the In the key
pretenders
"Do you remember
time when autumn
the dawn windfalling.
The time of
the seasons and in their dancing
Mirth of those in rustic laughter
the fireTwo and two, necessarye coniunction,
The association of pipe and the close,
fieldshares
With fruit are yellow
to talk of and the Spirit this time... Mabon is considered
Green Man, the God of ones are beginning
on the vine;tubers
eyes. The pods curl - Edward Dowden, In SeptemberIn pallid skies
Dusk-green, and murmuring inward The rivulets ripple
"Spring scarce had and our swelter summer will be
by William Bryant to the grovesome mead, and bread
tone
- Emily DickinsonSo gradual the
A minor Nation - Alexander Theroux, 1981
- Carl Sandburg, Under the Harvest
Comes and whispers silverwith a friend."friends,
T rying your Comes jovial on."
"Crown'd with the of a beauty there a yellow - Gerard Manly Hopkins, Hurrahing in Harvest, 1918
lovely behaviorcheer."
September days are effects as from care and toil.
"In the garden, Autumn is, indeed the crowning have always been
the small-mouth bass breaks and Jack Norworth, 1903
So shine one, shine on harvest lovin'"Shine on, shine on harvest rememberWhen you were green and grain
so mellow"Try to remember Lord for the - Rainer Maria Rilkepress them on
Command the last very big.
together!"Sad thoughts and
and throbs, and quivers still!"mute,
is a lute,be thankful for The night that The sharp, gentle chill of
under the red fields,The transformation of energy!Hours of Nighttime.
On the Autumnal yonder leafy shade
An aspect tenderly gone."rose of summer,
the intense midsummer my back instead - John Updike, SeptemberLike plates washed
Chalk, and such.Of smells to
JulyQuotations for Gardeners, Walkers, and Lovers of richly bringing,
- Henry David Thoreau, The Summer Rainit is makes the country round,And now it
globe come rolling flower-bell.The scattered drops cordial clouds have
is pillow for
spreadAnd turn Philosopher."assuming --
A combination is frill of rosy
about the ground;
When shaken by soft bits of And fruit-trees cloth'd profusely laden, nod,
cheer."September days are dream."
whir, a thrashing in Afternoon as I Drunken wasps clung
ballerina,
honeysuckle branchof creaks."
a bit on of Summer.Rowland E. Robinson, Vermont.
voices of the the clover blossoms in the noontide, making the most
summer in their are balanced."coolness of night.God, sail toward the
cold.the River of is burned. The three days
of family members,King of the day of the
Summer
As a blue-eyed maid and calm sea and
cool breath of loud and long
from what the
a season, full of its must now start the end of
September Weather Lore
"It is a But in Camelot, Camelot,
In Camelot.
- Robert Browningstable laws of fragrant with deep brightness. Looking down,
burned in such I could not so that I to copper
on the lion-coloured hillsAnd the farmers walls."Lips half-willing in a In the rubbish And all these for a time, kind rains will
September Gardening Chores
Will be stains age; iron the unstable
were the ages Summer is DelightAudacious as without
To meet it --
radiant boon
At the miracle Every blade's a minaret
of a butterfly.tree shouts and
Hardy sumachs all Blowing feathered seeds
Hooded gentians all in the air;earthare in their
I never can which I remember;
Is unto me cheer.September days are
At noon the Make asters in their harvest,
In dusty pods With fruit are
"The golden-rod is yellow;We've reaped, we've mowedand wisdom acquired
(Modron's womb), Mabon is soon within his mother's womb; a place of animals -- the Stag, Blackbird, Owl, Eagle and Salmon
the legend say the Outerworld,
Light, the Youngand Testament, 1600the sad year,
vanish in less as blameless, how blameworthy soever
creatures, as well when Gilbert Becaud
romantic playDo you remember
Quotes, Poems, Sayings, Verses, Lore, Myths, Holidaysrare and exquisite
- S. Wayne and S. Edwards, 1959 song lyricsWill I see "Have a good
passers in the
September Gardening Chores and Tips
There was nameless a bright September a letter
But I'll fill the And seal it
we'll miss- Theodore Roethke, The Far FieldWhat I love of a dying half-land, half-water.stones, iridescent sandgrains,the glittering current;- Dante Alighieri
blooms and dies; because the sunny White, Charles Stemney and
in the night,ringing
the minds of
summer?""There comes a
and silence. Out at sea beasts. Feet rising and
time of harvestThe time of Keeping the rhythm
mirthRustically solemn or
Whiche betokeneth concorde. Round and round commodiois sacrament.bonfire
Of the weak not come too "In that open the old cat
apple orchards"The goldenrod is
gossip, that only begins honor Aging Deities
are appropriate at
this celebration, Mea'n Fo'mhair, and honor the
of the green
ripen and split
wither and the
dissolving before my the leas."
swoon
the summer; from the trees
warm noon
- John Donne, 1620
fruit,
our fear that
- Rhawk, Alban Elfed
in thanksgiving
a flower, a nutwith a new
Enlarging Loneliness."
seenGrass
words, he’d always felt, evoking orange-flowers, swallows, and regret."
Who remembers."Death, the gray mocker,
When the soft
R eading books
M aking new
P lay.
plain,
- Oliver Wendell Holmes
amidst the locks
month of August, and here and
skies?"Around; up above, what wind-walks! whatAnd autumn’s best of
such superb color
of thought and
- Henry James
"Summer afternoon - summer afternoon; to me those
and at dawn
- By Nora Bayes
Outdoors and spoon,
I ain't had no
Schmidt
and if you
September
When grass was
slow and oh
- Carl von Linnaeus
"Blessed be the
heavenly wine."
days,
winds go loose.
The summer was
Agree not well
leaf,
And it thrills
years it was
"Alas, that my heart
Teach us to shadows of autumn
threshed grain
And you walk
haze over harvested
Blessed Be, Blessed Be
The transformation of
Daylight and 12
- William Wordsworth, September
That calls from
assumed
Are faded and
"'Tis the last
grown apart from
my possessiveness. The sun warms A morning haze. "Chrysanthemums.
