Tuesday, September 20, 2011

The Poetry of September

by John Updike

The breezes taste
Of apple peel.

The air is full
Of smells to feel ~

Ripe fruit, old footballs,
Burning brush,
New books, erasers,
Chalk, and such.

The bee, his hive,
Well-honeyed hum,
And Mother cuts

Like plates washed clean
With suds, the days
Are polished with
A morning haze."

Wishing you glimpses of heaven in autumnal shades,

Photo source: Microsoft images


  1. it is fall...my favorite season-love pumpkins, scarecrows, straw bales and other decorations....

  2. What a beautiful poem. Thanks for sharing it with us.

  3. Hi Brenda, I loved your post today! Autumn is my favorite time of year too and I feel like I just come alive with the cooler weather. I love the line about how the breeze tastes of apple peel! I really enjoy baking and I am looking forward to making my first apple pie of the season. I was going through an old Julia Child cook book today, that I received as a wedding present, 23 years ago and I found a new recipe for pie crust that I am excited about trying. Thanks again Brenda for all the of beautiful comments you leave on my blog! It is so nice to hear from you and I appreciate them very much. Have a lovely evening ahead. Delisa :)

  4. I love this poem! I didn't know he wrote poetry as well as novels.

  5. Autumn is my favorite time of year and September and October are probably my favorite months. I just love the sense of newness every September - I loved that as a kid and I still feel it this time of year. And October is always so alive with color. And I get to wear my boots again! :)


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