Wednesday, September 1, 2010

September First

Welcome September.
Tonight I will light my pumpkin pie candle in honor of you.
So glad you finally arrived.

"The breezes taste
Of apple peel.
The air is full
Of smells to feel-
Ripe fruit, old footballs,
Burning brush,
New books, erasers,
Chalk, and such.
The bee, his hive,
Well-honeyed hum,
And Mother cuts
Like plates washed clean
With suds, the days
Are polished with
A morning haze."
-   John Updike, September

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