I love October and poetry both.  While I don't get to indulge in the poetry realm as much as I'd like (although I believe I'm going to change that now that I have an audience with whom to share that affinity), October's 'bright blue weather" has been especially vibrant this year, by virtue of both weather and an especially gorgeous showing of fall foliage.  While I haven't memorized this poem by Helen Hunt Jackson (as...

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"The golden rod is yellow; The corn is turning brown; The trees in apple orchards With fruit are bending down." Fall is here, and as I look out the window and see shades of vibrant red and umber encroaching on green canopies and replacing the greens of summer, I instantly start mouthing the words of Helen Hunt Jackson's poem:  September.  I do this every year ... I don't think I've missed doing it for one...

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