The summer came and went. Autumn is two days away. I have so many books to share. They are coming.

For today, bask in the beauty of this September poem. One of the beautiful spreads from A Child’s Calendar by John Updike (1965) and illustrated by Trina Schart Hyman in 1999. September – the month and this poem will always be a favorite of mine.

September

John Updike, 1965

The breezes taste
Of apple peel.
The air is full
Of smells to feel—

Ripe fruit, old footballs,
Drying grass,
New books and blackboard
Chalk in class.

The bee, his hive
Well-honeyed, hums
While Mother cuts
Chrysanthemums.

Like plates washed clean
With suds, the days
Are polished with
A morning haze.