Friday, September 15, 2023

Friday Poetry Corner: September

 


"The Lord is good to all, and His tender mercies are over all His works.
All Your works shall praise You, O Lord."
(Psalm 145:9-10)


Goldenrod Field
Margaret Shipman
Image courtesy/Artfully Walls



The golden-rod is yellow;

The corn is turning brown;

The trees in apple orchards

With fruit are bending down.

The gentian's bluest fringes

Are curling in the sun;

In dusty pods of milkweed

Its hidden silk has spun.

The sedges flaunt their harvest,

In every meadow nook;

And asters by the brook-side,

Make asters in the brook.

From dewy lanes at morning

The grapes sweet odors rise;

At noon the roads all flutter

With yellow butterflies.

By all these lovely tokens

September days are here,

With summer's best of weather,

And autumn's best of cheer.

But none of all this beauty

Which floods the earth and air

Is unto me the secret

Which makes September fair.

T'is a thing which I remember;

To name it thrills me yet.

One day of one September

I never can forget.



Helen Hunt Jackson
Image courtesy/Wikipedia

"September"
Helen Hunt Jackson
(1830-1885)
American writer and poetess




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