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Poem
October 7, 1920
Baraboo Weekly News
Baraboo, Sauk County, Wisconsin
What is this article about?
A lyrical poem depicting late summer in rural America, with harvest imagery of gleaned fields, ripening plants, cicadas, milkweed, and the excitement of the approaching county fair.
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THE TIME OF YEAR
The grain is gleaned and the stubble nude,
The mourning dove has a second brood.
Pumpkins loom in the sizzled stover.
Black is the bloom on the ripened clover
And morn and noon and under the moon.
The shrill cicada sings his tune.
Four weeks till frost,
The summer siege is won or lost,
The dead line's crossed. Fate's dice are tossed:
Add up your crops and count the cost
The milkweed pod and golden rod
And rosin weed bestar the sod
The scent of ripening sunflower seed
Subdues the smellier Jimpson weed
And melons grin like some good lass
Whose cheeks are teased with tickle grass.
The county fair.
The county fair.
Its call comes quivering on the air
Its banners flare,
Its bugles blare.
And all the roads are leading there
Kansas City Star
The grain is gleaned and the stubble nude,
The mourning dove has a second brood.
Pumpkins loom in the sizzled stover.
Black is the bloom on the ripened clover
And morn and noon and under the moon.
The shrill cicada sings his tune.
Four weeks till frost,
The summer siege is won or lost,
The dead line's crossed. Fate's dice are tossed:
Add up your crops and count the cost
The milkweed pod and golden rod
And rosin weed bestar the sod
The scent of ripening sunflower seed
Subdues the smellier Jimpson weed
And melons grin like some good lass
Whose cheeks are teased with tickle grass.
The county fair.
The county fair.
Its call comes quivering on the air
Its banners flare,
Its bugles blare.
And all the roads are leading there
Kansas City Star
What sub-type of article is it?
Ode
Pastoral
What themes does it cover?
Nature Seasons
What keywords are associated?
Late Summer
Harvest
County Fair
Rural Imagery
Seasonal Change
Cicada Song
Milkweed Pod
Poem Details
Title
The Time Of Year
Subject
Late Summer Harvest
Key Lines
The Grain Is Gleaned And The Stubble Nude,
The Mourning Dove Has A Second Brood.
Pumpkins Loom In The Sizzled Stover.
Black Is The Bloom On The Ripened Clover
And Morn And Noon And Under The Moon.
The Shrill Cicada Sings His Tune.
Four Weeks Till Frost,
The Summer Siege Is Won Or Lost,
The Dead Line's Crossed. Fate's Dice Are Tossed:
Add Up Your Crops And Count The Cost
The County Fair.
The County Fair.
Its Call Comes Quivering On The Air
Its Banners Flare,
Its Bugles Blare.
And All The Roads Are Leading There