Classic and Contemporary Poetry
SEPTEMBER, by ANONYMOUS First Line: The goldenrod is yellow Last Line: And autumn's best of cheer Subject(s): Autumn;seasons; Fall | ||||||||
The goldenrod 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 the milkweed Its hidden silk has spun; The sedges flaunt their harvest In every meadow nook, And asters by the brookside 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. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...OUR AUTUMN by ELIZABETH AKERS ALLEN AN AUTUMN JOY by GEORGE ARNOLD A LEAF FALLS by MARION LOUISE BLISS THE FARMER'S BOY: AUTUMN by ROBERT BLOOMFIELD A LETTER IN OCTOBER by TED KOOSER AUTUMN EVENING by DAVID LEHMAN EVERYTHING THAT ACTS IS ACTUAL by DENISE LEVERTOV TIS A LITTLE JOURNEY by ANONYMOUS |
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