Suddenly It's September
by Steven Craig
Suddenly, its September.
It crept up like a quiet spider
Like a tide in a clogged drain
Like a sudden wind
Still, it did not chase the heat
Or make the earth shake
Or even matter much to the crickets
But suddenly its September
The fall webs have appeared between the bushes
The first yellow leaves festoon the fescue
The wasps are now in full hunter gatherer mode
The Koi are poking about the deeper ponds
Suddenly, it is September
The tomatoes now their time is short
The roses will flourish one last blush
The north Canadian clouds will begin to roll
Knowing full well without another sign
Its suddenly.... September.
09/01/2013