Friday, September 23, 2016

"September" by Linda Pastan

"A Shepherd and his Flock" Jasper Francis Cropsey (1823-1900)


it rained in my sleep
and in the morning the fields were wet

I dreamed of artillery
of the thunder of horses

in the morning the fields were strewn
with twigs and leaves

as if after a battle
or a sudden journey

I went to sleep in the summer
I dreamed of rain

in the morning the fields were wet
and it was autumn


"September" by Linda Pastan from Carnival Evening. © W.W. Norton & Company, 2009.

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