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
Chrysanthemums.
Like plates washed clean
With suds, the days
Are polished with
A morning haze."
Wishing you glimpses of heaven in autumnal shades,
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
Chrysanthemums.
Like plates washed clean
With suds, the days
Are polished with
A morning haze."
Wishing you glimpses of heaven in autumnal shades,
Brenda
Photo source: Microsoft images
it is fall...my favorite season-love pumpkins, scarecrows, straw bales and other decorations....
ReplyDeleteWhat a beautiful poem. Thanks for sharing it with us.
ReplyDeleteHi 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 :)
ReplyDeleteI love this poem! I didn't know he wrote poetry as well as novels.
ReplyDeleteAutumn 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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