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I had shared a poem by Wadsworth in June, July, and August, and most of them really enjoyed reading of this beautiful poem of the month. These poems are from The Poet's Calendar by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow. The Poet's Calendar is a compilation of Longfellow's set of twelve beautiful poems, each song describing and narrating the essence of each of the twelve months of the calendar year. So, here you have Longfellow's September:
I bear the Scales, where hang in equipoise
The night and day; and when unto my lips
I put my trumpet, with its stress and noise
Fly the white clouds like tattered sails of ships;
The tree-tops lash the air with sounding whips;
Southward the clamorous sea-fowl wing their flight;
The hedges are all red with haws and hips,
The Hunter's Moon reigns empress of the night.
A windy, pleasant month is what is September- where daytime equals nighttime, bringing a balance on the months on either side of it, a counter to the extremes. And yet again, like every month, September drowns us in its undeniable charm!
If you want to read all the set of twelve songs, you can read it here: https://bit.ly/2YrS66R
Have a happy September!