September 1913BY WILLIAM BUTLER YEATSWhat need you, being come to sense,But fumble in a greasy tillAnd add the halfpence to the penceAnd prayer to shivering prayer, untilYou have dried the marrow from the bone;For men were born to pray and save:Romantic Ireland’s dead and gone,It’s with O’Leary in the grave. Yet they were of aContinue reading “September 1913 : W B Yeats : : September Poems : : Months Poems : :”
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September : Helen Hunt Jackson : : September Poems : : Months Poems : :
SEPTEMBER by: Helen Hunt Jackson (1830-1885) HE golden-rod is yellow;The corn is turning brown;The trees in apple orchardsWith fruit are bending down. 4 The gentian’s bluest fringesAre curling in the sun;In dusty pods the milkweedIts hidden silk has spun. 8 The sedges flaunt their harvest,In every meadow nook;And asters by the brook-sideMake asters in theContinue reading “September : Helen Hunt Jackson : : September Poems : : Months Poems : :”
September, 1819 : William Wordsworth : : September Poems : : Months Poems : :
September, 1819BY WILLIAM WORDSWORTHDeparting summer hath assumed 1An aspect tenderly illumed,The gentlest look of spring;That calls from yonder leafy shadeUnfaded, yet prepared to fade,A timely carolling. 6 No faint and hesitating trill, 7Such tribute as to winter chillThe lonely redbreast pays!Clear, loud, and lively is the din,From social warblers gathering inTheir harvest of sweet lays.Continue reading “September, 1819 : William Wordsworth : : September Poems : : Months Poems : :”
August Poems : Various Poets : : Months Poems : :
* AugustLizette Woodworth Reese No wind, no bird. The river flames like brass.On either side, smitten as with a spellOf silence, brood the fields. In the deep grass,Edging the dusty roads, lie as they fellHandfuls of shriveled leaves from tree and bush.But ’long the orchard fence and at the gate,Thrusting their saffron torches through theContinue reading “August Poems : Various Poets : : Months Poems : :”
The Shepheardes Calendar August : Edmund Spenser : : August Poems : : Months Poems : :
Edmund Spenser (1552?–1599). The Complete Poetical Works. 1908. The Shepheardes CalenderAugustÆGLOGA OCTAVAARGUMENTIN this Æglogue is set forth a delectable controversie, made in imitation of that in Theocritus: whereto also Virgile fashioned his third and seventh Æglogue. They choose for umpere of their strife, Cuddie, a neatheards boye, who, having ended their cause, reciteth also himselfeContinue reading “The Shepheardes Calendar August : Edmund Spenser : : August Poems : : Months Poems : :”
The Scholar-Gipsy : Matthew Arnold : : August Poems : : Months Poems : :
The Scholar-GipsyBY MATTHEW ARNOLDGo, for they call you, shepherd, from the hill;Go, shepherd, and untie the wattled cotes!No longer leave thy wistful flock unfed,Nor let thy bawling fellows rack their throats,Nor the cropp’d herbage shoot another head.But when the fields are still,And the tired men and dogs all gone to rest,And only the white sheepContinue reading “The Scholar-Gipsy : Matthew Arnold : : August Poems : : Months Poems : :”
August , 1914 : Vera Mary Brittain : : August Poems : : Months Poems : :
August, 1914BY VERA MARY BRITTAINGod said, “Men have forgotten Me:The souls that sleep shall wake again, And blinded eyes must learn to see.” So since redemption comes through painHe smote the earth with chastening rod, And brought destruction’s lurid reign; But where His desolation trodThe people in their agony Despairing cried, “There is no God.”Source:Continue reading “August , 1914 : Vera Mary Brittain : : August Poems : : Months Poems : :”
August Morning : Albert Garcia : : August Poems : : Months Poems : :
August MorningBY ALBERT GARCIAIt’s ripe, the melonby our sink. Yellow,bee-bitten, soft, it perfumesthe house too sweetly.At five I wake, the airmournful in its quiet.My wife’s eyes swim calmlyunder their lids, her mouth and jawrelaxed, different.What is happening in the silenceof this house? Curtainshang heavily from their rods.Ficus leaves trembleat my footsteps. Yetthe colors outside areContinue reading “August Morning : Albert Garcia : : August Poems : : Months Poems : :”
Dark August : Derek Walkott : : August Poems : : Months Poems : :
Dark August : : by Derek Walcott : : : : So much rain, so much life like the swollen skyof this black August. My sister, the sun,broods in her yellow room and won’t come out. Everything goes to hell; the mountains fumelike a kettle, rivers overrun; still,she will not rise and turn off theContinue reading “Dark August : Derek Walkott : : August Poems : : Months Poems : :”
Amor Mundi : Christina Rossetti : : August Poems : : Months Poems : :
Amor MundiBY CHRISTINA ROSSETTI“Oh where are you going with your love-locks flowing On the west wind blowing along this valley track?”“The downhill path is easy, come with me an it please ye, We shall escape the uphill by never turning back.” So they two went together in glowing August weather, The honey-breathing heather lay toContinue reading “Amor Mundi : Christina Rossetti : : August Poems : : Months Poems : :”
MADHU MALTI 