To the Light of September

When you are already here
you appear to be only
a name that tells of you
whether you are present or not
and for now it seems as though
you are still summer
still the high familiar
endless summer
yet with a glint
of bronze in the chill mornings
and the late yellow petals
of the mullein fluttering
on the stalks that lean
over their broken
shadows across the cracked ground
but they all know
that you have come
the seed heads of the sage
the whispering birds
with nowhere to hide you
to keep you for later
you
who fly with them
you who are neither
before nor after
you who arrive
with blue plums
that have fallen through the night
perfect in the dew
This poem is by W.S. Merwin-one of my favorites. He often writes on the themes of nature and our modern lack of connection with nature. He is an eccentric that converted an old pineapple plantation back into a rain-forest habitat.
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Anyway, September happened and dumped me into October before I even realized that the month was here. I awoke in Tennessee on the first of October. Barely aware of the month’s passing or the arrival of the new. My mind and spirit are still absorbing the lessons of the Wild+Free Conference and I’ll post on it later in the month.
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Tonight I am listening to Tom Petty songs and feeling a little sad. I’ll let this month speak in pictures as opposed to my poorly arranged prose…
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ruby hummer
sometimes I paint flowers in my planner
Batman themed poetry tea time
clean home education room…so rare
fall colors on the way to Louisville
cool old car
Boots at the door
art class
creation stage
prayer beads
Doctoe Who themed poetry time
Littlest reading a poem
Sparkles is just done with Longfellow
I can parallel park!
Flowers at Averill House
Averill House Co-op
Averill House
Middle Boy cooking dinner
Sparkles’ flames
Sparkles birthday cake
Oldest’s birthday cake
Happy 14 years
reading
at the prk
Science experiment
science experiment
science experiment
homemade toothpaste is yucky
writing his short story
learning time
Averill House
chemistry at the Averill House
wine and cooking
Poetry tea time
the vultures
creepy
The Columbia in Paducah
James at the river in Paducah
ZZ-Top