August :By Dorothy Parker ( 1893 – 1937 ): : : : When my eyes are weeds,And my lips are petals, spinningDown the wind that has beginningWhere the crumpled beeches startIn a fringe of salty reeds;When my arms are elder-bushes,And the rangy lilac pushesUpward, upward through my heart; Summer, do your worst!Light your tinsel moon,Continue reading “August : Dorothy Parker : : August Poems: : Months Poems: :”
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August Moonrise : Sara Teasdale : : August Poems: Months Poems : :
August Moonrise : By Sara Teasdale (1884-1933) : : : : : : THE sun was gone, and the moon was comingOver the blue Connecticut hills;The west was rosy, the east was flushed,And over my head the swallows rushedThis way and that, with changeful wills.I heard them twitter and watched them dartNow together and nowContinue reading “August Moonrise : Sara Teasdale : : August Poems: Months Poems : :”
An August Midnight : Thomas Hardy : : August Poems : : Months Poems : :
An August Midnight : : By Thomas Hardy : : : : I A shaded lamp and a waving blind,And the beat of a clock from a distant floor:2On this scene enter–winged, horned, and spined –A longlegs, a moth, and a dumbledore; 4While ‘mid my page there idly standsA sleepy fly, that rubs its handsContinue reading “An August Midnight : Thomas Hardy : : August Poems : : Months Poems : :”
August : Algernon Charles Swinburne : : August Poems : : Months Poems : :
AugustAlgernon Charles Swinburne – 1837-1909 There were four apples on the bough,Half gold half red, that one might knowThe blood was ripe inside the core;The colour of the leaves was moreLike stems of yellow corn that growThrough all the gold June meadow’s floor. The warm smell of the fruit was goodTo feed on, and theContinue reading “August : Algernon Charles Swinburne : : August Poems : : Months Poems : :”
The Shepherd’s Calendar : August : John Clare : : August Poems : : Months Poems : :
The Shepherd’s Calendar : August : : : : : : : : : : By John Clare : ( 1793 – 1864 ) : : : : : : Harvest approaches with its bustling dayThe wheat tans brown and barley bleaches greyIn yellow garb the oat land intervenesAnd tawney glooms the valley thronged withContinue reading “The Shepherd’s Calendar : August : John Clare : : August Poems : : Months Poems : :”
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