September days are here, With summer’s best of weather, And autumn’s best of cheer. ~ Helen Hunt Jackson
This month I’m highlighting some titles that were released in the last few months worthy of some attention and notice.
The grasshopper’s horn, and far-off, high in the maples, / The wheel of a locust leisurely grinding the silence / Under a moon waning and worn, broken, / Tired with summer. ~ September Midnight, Sara Teasdale
From dewy lanes at morning / The grapes’ sweet odors rise; / At noon the roads all flutter / With yellow butterflies. ~ Helen Hunt Jackson