Friday, September 04, 2009

Poetry Friday - Three Songs at the End of Summer

Summer is officially coming to a close. This is sad for some, but I relish the onset of fall. Here's one of my favorite poems about this time of year.
Three Songs at the End of Summer
by Jane Kenyon

A second crop of hay lies cut
and turned. Five gleaming crows
search and peck between the rows.
They make a low, companionable squawk,
and like midwives and undertakers
possess a weird authority.

Crickets leap from the stubble,
parting before me like the Red Sea.
The garden sprawls and spoils.

Read the entire poem.
The round up is being hosted by Kelly Herold (of Big A little a fame) at her new blog Crossover. Do stop by and take in all the terrific poetry being shared this week. Before you go be sure to check out this week's poetry stretch results. Happy poetry Friday all!


  1. Whoa - that's quite a poem. So much melancholy there.

  2. The crows, the cicadas, the goldenrod, the hay, the new crayons...she captured it all...

  3. Yesterday we went to a lake and watched the clouds, listened to cicadas, saw the geese flying. Felt very free and yet....

    This poem says it all.