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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

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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

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