On An Apple-Ripe September Morning : : By Patrick Kavanagh : County Monaghan : : : : : : On an apple-ripe September morningThrough the mist-chill fields I wentWith a pitch-fork on my shoulderLess for use than for devilment. The threshing mill was set-up, I knew,In Cassidy’s haggard last night,And we owed them a dayContinue reading “On an Apple-Ripe September Morning : Patrick Kavanagh : : September Poems : : Months Poems : :”