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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
LANGUID SEPTEMBER, by ANNE MILLAY BREMER First Line: Under the trees, orange and green Last Line: Yellow maple leaves flutter down. Subject(s): Autumn; Seasons; September; Fall | |||
UNDER the trees, orange and green, Nature breathes in a trance, Round clustered needles of drooping pine boughs Tiny gnats circle a dance. Sunlight lazy, copper and gold, On a ferny carpet lies thrown; Lingering, slowly, one by one, Yellow maple leaves flutter down. | 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 |
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