Tuesday, September 7, 2010

In September / Charles G.D. Roberts

In September

This windy, bright September afternoon
     My heart is wide awake, yet full of dreams.
     The air, alive with hushed confusion, teems
With scent of grain-fields, and a mystic rune,
Foreboding of the fall of Summer soon,
     Keeps swelling and subsiding; till there seems
     O'er all the world of valleys, hills, and streams,
Only the wind's inexplicable tune.

My heart is full of dreams, yet wide awake.
     I lie and watch the topmost tossing boughs
     Of tall elms, pale against the vaulted blue;
But even now some yellowing branches shake,
     Some hue of death the living green endows: —
     If beauty flies, fain would I vanish too.

Charles G.D. Roberts
Songs of the Common Day, and Ave!, 1893

[Poem is in the public domain in Canada, the United States, and the European Union]

Charles G.D. Roberts (by George Dance)

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