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American Life in Poetry


September 17, 2020

We're entering a new kind of autumn. This one arrives after months and months when everything was new and strange, and offered very little but bad news for the future. All spring and summer parents wondered, can a country have autumn without buses full of students laughing together? Although the fortunes of people can't be predicted, nature can be. Or some of it can. Here's a poem by Barbara Crooker of Pennsylvania to introduce September. It was first published in a recent issue of Spillway.

And Now It's September,

and the garden diminishes: cucumber leaves rumpled

and rusty, zucchini fe...

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