The Shepheardes Calender: September From luminarium.org For Educational Purposes only. September.[Woodcut for September. A R G V M E N T. HErein Diggon Dauie is deuised to be a shepheard, that in hope of more gayne, droue his sheepe into a farre countrye. The abuses whereof, and loose liuing of Popish prelates, by occasion ofContinue reading “The Shepherd’s Calendar , September : Edmund Spenser : : September Poems : : Months Poems : :”
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Composed upon Westminster Bridge, September 3, 1802 : William Wordsworth : : Sonnet : : September Poems : : Months Poems : :
Composed upon Westminster Bridge, September 3, 1802 : : sonnet by William Wordsworth ( 1770-1850 ) : : : : : : : : : : : : : : :: Earth has not anything to show more fair:Dull would he be of soul who could pass byA sight so touching in its majesty:This CityContinue reading “Composed upon Westminster Bridge, September 3, 1802 : William Wordsworth : : Sonnet : : September Poems : : Months Poems : :”
September: W S Merwin : : September Poems : : Months Poems : :
SEPTEMBERBy dawn the little owlsthat chattered in the red moonhave turned into magpies in the ash treesresting between journeysdew stays in the grass until noonevery day the mist wanders higherto look over the old hilland never come backmonth of eyes your paths see for themselvesyou have put your handin my handthe green in the leavesContinue reading “September: W S Merwin : : September Poems : : Months Poems : :”
September : Colm Toibin : : September Poems : : Months Poems : :
SeptemberColm Tóibín – 1955- The first September of the pandemic,The sky’s a watercolour, white and grey,And Pembroke Street is empty, and so isLeeson Street. This is the time after time,What the world will look like when the worldIs over, when people have been ushered intoSeats reserved for them in the luminousHeavens. Moving towards the cornerContinue reading “September : Colm Toibin : : September Poems : : Months Poems : :”
September : Ted Hughes : : September Poems : : Months Poems : :
September : : By Ted Hughes : : : : We sit late, watching the dark slowly unfold:No clock counts this.When kisses are repeated and the arms holdThere is no telling where time is. It is midsummer: the leaves hang big and still:Behind the eye a star,Under the silk of the wrist a sea, tellTimeContinue reading “September : Ted Hughes : : September Poems : : Months Poems : :”
Another September : Thomas Kinsella : : September Poems : : Months Poems : :
Another September : By Thomas Kinsella : ::: Dreams fled away, this country bedroom, raw 1With the touch of dawn, wrapped in a minor peace, 2Hears through an open window the garden draw 3Long pitch black breaths , lay bear its apple trees, 4Ripe pear trees, brambles,5 windfall-sweethened soil, Exhale rough sweetness against the starryContinue reading “Another September : Thomas Kinsella : : September Poems : : Months Poems : :”
To the Light of September : WS Merwin : : September Poems : : Months Poems : :
To the Light of SeptemberBY W. S. MERWINWhen you are already hereyou appear to be onlya name that tells of youwhether you are present or not and for now it seems as thoughyou are still summerW still the high familiarendless summeryet with a glintof bronze in the chill morningsand the late yellow petalsof the mulleinContinue reading “To the Light of September : WS Merwin : : September Poems : : Months Poems : :”
Hydrangeas : Carl Sandburg : : September Poems Months Poems : :
Hydrangeas : By Carl Sandburg ( 1878 – 1967 )DRAGOONS, I tell you the white hydrangeas turn rust and go soon. Already mid September a line of brown runs over them. One sunset after another tracks the faces, the petals. Waiting, they look over the fence for what way they go. — Carl Sandburg :Continue reading “Hydrangeas : Carl Sandburg : : September Poems Months Poems : :”
September 1961 : Denise Levertov : : September Poems : : Months Poems : :
September 1961 : : By Denise Levertov Ilford Essex : : : : : : : : : : : : : : This is the year the old ones,the old great onesleave us alone on the road. The road leads to the sea.We have the words in our pockets,obscure directions. The old ones haveContinue reading “September 1961 : Denise Levertov : : September Poems : : Months Poems : :”
September Song : Geoffrey Hill : : September Poems : : Months Poems : :
September SongBY GEOFFREY HILLborn 19.6.32—deported 24.9.42 Undesirable you may have been untouchable 1you were not. 2 Not forgottenor passed over at the proper time. 3 As estimated, you died. 4 Things marched,sufficient, to that end. 5 Just so much Zyklon and leather, 6 patentedterror, so many routine cries. 7 (I have made 8an elegy forContinue reading “September Song : Geoffrey Hill : : September Poems : : Months Poems : :”
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