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September cornstalks, Parchment dry, tasseled teepees. Air, sweet as cider. Nights raucous with sound, Crickets, cicadas, darkness Alive with buzzing. * October days, crisp As Macintosh apples, Brisk, tangy, green. Mornings: riotous Grackles chatter.  Finches Bob on thistle heads. * … Continue reading →