Happy September! I know I'm a little late on posting this little post, but I just wanted to extend this happy occurrence. I simply LOVE fall. It's my favorite season and September is the beginning of it. Yesterday night I felt the first crispness of fall in the air. It was nice. However, I hate winter, so my happiness will dissolve sooner or later once winter comes.
On another matter...I failed on my Summer reading list...but oh well. I just got caught up in reading other books, which a lot of them took first priority. However, I've been itching at creating a side section on the blog on books to expect for the next couple of months. The problem with that...is that I'm sometimes books I pick to read are sporadic and random. It all depends on what I'm in the mood to read. Since I've been doing a lot of reading for authors/publishers, I think I may do something like that. Not sure. Any advice?
Anyways....
Here's a poem about fall that I adore:
A Song of Autumn
by: Adam Lindsay Gordon
‘WHERE shall we go for our garlands glad
At the falling of the year,
When the burnt-up banks are yellow and sad,
When the boughs are yellow and sere?
Where are the old ones that once we had,
And when are the new ones near?
What shall we do for our garlands glad
At the falling of the year?’
‘Child! can I tell where the garlands go?
Can I say where the lost leaves veer
On the brown-burnt banks, when the wild winds blow,
When they drift through the dead-wood drear?
Girl! when the garlands of next year glow,
You may gather again, my dear—
But I go where the last year’s lost leaves go
At the falling of the year.’
