Friday, September 02, 2011

A Frost Last Night

by Linda Pastan

it rained in my sleep
and in the morning the fields were wet

I dreamed of artillery
of the thunder of horses

in the morning the fields were strewn
with twigs and leaves

as if after a battle
or a sudden journey

I went to sleep in the summer
I dreamed of rain

in the morning the fields were wet
and it was autumn

"September" by Linda Pastan, from Carnival Evening: New and Selected Poems 1968-1998. © W.W. Norton & Company, 2009. Reprinted with permission.


Blogger Lolo said...

I just heard the National Anthem from the Albany Middle School football field -- another sign of Autumn, too.

5:52 PM  

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