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Poetic Pause: End of Summer

End of Summer
 
An agitation of the air,

A perturbation of the light
Admonished me the unloved year
Would turn on its hinge that night.
 
I stood in the disenchanted field
Amid the stubble and the stones,
Amazed, while a small worm lisped to me
The song of my marrow-bones.
 
Blue poured into summer blue,
A hawk broke from his cloudless tower,
The roof of the silo blazed, and I knew
That part of my life was over.
 
Already the iron door of the north
Clangs open: birds, leaves, snows
Order their populations forth,
And a cruel wind blows.
 

Stanley Kunitz, “End of Summer” from The Collected Poems of Stanley Kunitz. Copyright Β© 1953 by Stanley Kunitz.  Reprinted by permission of W. W. Norton & Company, Inc.



Source: The Collected Poems of Stanley Kunitz (W. W. Norton and Company, Inc., 2002) 

 
Have a favorite line? 
Mine: “Blue poured into summer blue” 
 
 
 
 
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