Ode to Early Autumn Sweet white fairy wings, Purple, when the poke plant sings, Dance across the arbor tall, Paint my garden–fall. It’s finally September, and I celebrated the changing of the months by taking a stroll through my garden. I noted that many of my early spring bloomers have shriveled and turned brown. Yet,…
Tag: “September I’ll remember A love once new has now grown old.” Paul Simon
Seasons of the Year as Symbols and Themes in Literature
Many authors allude to the seasons in their writing: Spring is when the world is awakening from the darkness of winter. “It was one of those March days when the sun shines hot and the wind blows cold: when it is summer in the light, and winter in the shade.” ― Charles Dickens, Great Expectations…