Prose writer John Updike does a fine job here of evocatively describing September. School, ripe fruit and that feeling of a brand new start, yes, September is all about new beginnings. Being an eternal student, I don't think I'll ever be able to stop seeing September as a new 'semester', a brand new learning year. Bring on the new books, yay!
September - John Updike
The breezes taste
of apple peel.
The air is full
of smells to feel -
Ripe fruit, old footballs,
burning brush,
new books, erasers,
chalk, and such.
The bee, his hive,
well-honeyed hum,
and Mother cuts
chrysanthemums.
Like plates washed clean
with suds, the days
are polished with
a morning haze.
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