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The term "pale september" has been searched for 37 times on the American Poems site since November 18th, 2004.
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1. Blackberry Eating - written by Galway Kinnell
From Mortal Acts, Mortal Words.
Published in 1980.
Read 5433 times on American Poems.
I love to go out in late September
among the fat, overripe, icy, black blackberries
to eat blackberries for breakfast,
the stalks very prickly, a penalty
they earn for knowing the black art
of blackberry-making; and as I stand among them
lifting the... (Read full poem)
2. Hydrangeas - written by Carl Sandburg
From Chicago Poems.
Published in 1916.
Read 1898 times on American Poems.
Dragoons, I tell you the white hydrangeas
turn rust and go soon.
Already mid September a line of brown runs
over them.
One sunset after another tracks the faces, the
petals.
Waiting, they look over the fence for what
way... (Read full poem)
3. Number 20 - written by Lawrence Ferlinghetti
Read 2404 times on American Poems.
The pennycandystore beyond the El
is where I first
fell in love
with unreality
Jellybeans glowed in the semi-gloom
of that september afternoon
A cat upon the counter moved among
the licorice sticks
and tootsie rolls... (Read full poem)
4. September 22 - written by David Lehman
Read 507 times on American Poems.
It's the day of the ram
and the head of the year
Rosh Ha'Shanah at
services I sat next to
Mel Torme who outshone
all comers with his bar
mitzvah heroics while on
my left is Barnett Newman
big talker whose favorite
subjects include the horses
and the... (Read full poem)
6. The September Gale - written by Oliver Wendell Holmes
Read 571 times on American Poems.
I'M not a chicken; I have seen
Full many a chill September,
And though I was a youngster then,
That gale I well remember;
The day before, my kite-string snapped,
And I, my kite pursuing,
The wind whisked off my palm-leaf hat;
For me... (Read full poem)
7. Sumach and Birds - written by Carl Sandburg
From Smoke and Steel.
Published in 1922.
Read 1082 times on American Poems.
IF you never came with a pigeon rainbow purple
Shining in the six o’clock September dusk:
If the red sumach on the autumn roads
Never danced on the flame of your eyelashes:
If the red-haws never burst in a million
Crimson fingertwists of your... (Read full poem)
8. Gettysburg - written by Herman Melville
Read 3843 times on American Poems.
O Pride of the days in prime of the months
Now trebled in great renown,
When before the ark of our holy cause
Fell Dagon down-
Dagon foredoomed, who, armed and targed,
Never his impious heart enlarged
Beyond that hour; God walled his power,
And... (Read full poem)
9. My Nose Is Growing Old - written by Richard Brautigan
Read 2470 times on American Poems.
Yup.
A long lazy September look
in the mirror
say it's true.
I'm 31
and my nose is growing
old.
It starts about 1/2
an inch
below the bridge
and strolls geriatrically
down
for another inch or so:
stopping.
Fortunately, the rest
of the nose is... (Read full poem)
10. Home Fires - written by Carl Sandburg
From Smoke and Steel.
Published in 1922.
Read 2444 times on American Poems.
IN a Yiddish eating place on Rivington Street … faces … coffee spots … children kicking at the night stars with bare toes from bare buttocks.
They know it is September on Rivington when the red tomaytoes cram the pushcarts,
Here the... (Read full poem)
11. Falltime - written by Carl Sandburg
From Cornhuskers.
Published in 1918.
Read 2980 times on American Poems.
GOLD of a ripe oat straw, gold of a southwest moon,
Canada thistle blue and flimmering larkspur blue,
Tomatoes shining in the October sun with red hearts,
Shining five and six in a row on a wooden fence,
Why do you keep wishes on your faces all day... (Read full poem)
12. For The Foxes - written by Charles Bukowski
Read 2729 times on American Poems.
don't feel sorry for me.
I am a competent,
satisfied human being.
be sorry for the others
who
fidget
complain
who
constantly
rearrange their
lives
like
furniture.
juggling mates
and
attitudes
their
confusion is
constant
and it... (Read full poem)
13. Hare Drummer - written by Edgar Lee Masters
Read 390 times on American Poems.
Do the boys and girls still go to Siever's
For cider, after school, in late September?
Or gather hazel nuts among the thickets
On Aaron Hatfield's farm when the frosts begin?
For many times with the laughing girls and boys
Played I along the... (Read full poem)
14. a pretty a day - written by e.e. cummings
Read 102714 times on American Poems.
a pretty a day
(and every fades)
is here and away
(but born are maids
to flower an hour
in all,all)
o yes to flower
until so blithe
a doer a wooer
some limber and lithe
some very fine mower
a tall;tall
some jerry so very
(and nellie... (Read full poem)
15. Nano-Knowledge - written by Heather McHugh
Read 302 times on American Poems.
There, a little right
of Ursus Major, is
the Milky Way:
a man can point it out,
the biggest billionfold of all
predicaments he's in:
his planet's street address.
What gives? What looks
a stripe a hundred million
miles away from here
is where we... (Read full poem)
16. The Snakes of September - written by Stanley Kunitz
Read 1575 times on American Poems.
All summer I heard them
rustling in the shrubbery,
outracing me from tier
to tier in my garden,
a whisper among the viburnums,
a signal flashed from the hedgerow,
a shadow pulsing
in the barberry thicket.
Now that the nights are chill... (Read full poem)
17. Smoke - written by Ella Wheeler Wilcox
Read 469 times on American Poems.
Last summer, lazing by the sea,
I met a most entrancing creature,
Her black eyes quite bewildered me---
She had a Spanish cast of feature.
She often smoked a cigarette,
And did it in the cutest fashion.
Before a week passed by she set... (Read full poem)
18. The Maldive Shark - written by Herman Melville
Read 2214 times on American Poems.
About the Shark, phlegmatical one,
Pale sot of the Maldive sea,
The sleek little pilot-fish, azure and slim,
How alert in attendance be.
From his saw-pit of mouth, from his charnel of maw,
They have nothing of harm to dread,
But liquidly glide... (Read full poem)
19. The Day Is A Poem (September 19, 1939) - written by Robinson Jeffers
Published in 1941.
Read 1846 times on American Poems.
This morning Hitler spoke in Danzig, we hear his voice.
A man of genius: that is, of amazing
Ability, courage, devotion, cored on a sick child's soul,
Heard clearly through the dog wrath, a sick child
Wailing in Danzig; invoking destruction and... (Read full poem)
20. My Lady in Her White Silk Shawl - written by Vachel Lindsay
Read 815 times on American Poems.
My lady in her white silk shawl
Is like a lily dim,
Within the twilight of the room
Enthroned and kind and prim.
My lady! Pale gold is her hair.
Until she smiles her face
Is pale with far Hellenic moods,
With thoughts that find no... (Read full poem)
21. Late September - written by Amy Lowell
From Sword Blades & Poppy Seed.
Read 2683 times on American Poems.
Tang of fruitage in the air;
Red boughs bursting everywhere;
Shimmering of seeded grass;
Hooded gentians all a'mass.
Warmth of earth, and cloudless wind
Tearing off the husky rind,
Blowing feathered seeds to fall
By the sun-baked, sheltering... (Read full poem)
22. The Little Garden - written by Amy Lowell
From A Dome of Many-Coloured Glass.
Read 3205 times on American Poems.
A little garden on a bleak hillside
Where deep the heavy, dazzling mountain snow
Lies far into the spring. The sun's pale glow
Is scarcely able to melt patches wide
About the single rose bush. All denied
Of nature's tender ministries. But... (Read full poem)
23. September 1961 - written by Denise Levertov
Read 766 times on American Poems.
This is the year the old ones,
the old great ones
leave us alone on the road.
The road leads to the sea.
We have the words in our pockets,
obscure directions. The old ones
have taken away the light of their presence,
we see it moving away... (Read full poem)
24. The Gift - written by David Lehman
Read 2914 times on American Poems.
"He gave her class. She gave him sex."
-- Katharine Hepburn on Fred Astaire and Ginger Rogers
He gave her money. She gave him head.
He gave her tips on "aggressive growth" mutual funds. She gave him a red rose
and a little statue... (Read full poem)
25. Alba - written by Ezra Pound
Read 7390 times on American Poems.
As cool as the pale wet leaves
of lily-of-the-valley
She lay beside me in the dawn.(Read full poem)
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