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There Comes a Time When Autumn Asks
"There comes a time when autumn asks, "What have you been doing all summer?" Anon I love Autumn for its crispness and warmth and strangely for the melancholy it evokes. These poems say more than I can. "September's Baccalaureate A combination is Of Crickets -- Crows -- and Retrospects And a dissembling Breeze That hints without assuming -- An Innuendo sear That makes the Heart put up its Fun And turn Philosopher."- Emily Dickinson, "September: it was the most beautiful of words, he’d always felt, evoking orange-flowers, swallows, and regret."- Alexander Theroux, 1981
"There comes a time when autumn asks, "What have you been doing all summer?" Anon I love Autumn for its crispness and warmth and strangely for the melancholy it evokes. These poems say more than I can. "September's Baccalaureate A combination is Of Crickets -- Crows -- and Retrospects And a dissembling Breeze That hints without assuming -- An Innuendo sear That makes the Heart put up its Fun And turn Philosopher."- Emily Dickinson, "September: it was the most beautiful of words, he’d always felt, evoking orange-flowers, swallows, and regret."- Alexander Theroux, 1981
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