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  • Poem of the Day: September Song
    Undesirable you may have been, untouchable   
    you were not. Not forgotten   
    or passed over at the proper time.

    As estimated, you died. Things marched,   
    sufficient, to that end.
    Just so much Zyklon and leather, patented   
    terror, so many routine cries.

    (I have made
    an elegy for myself it   
    is true)

    September fattens on vines. Roses   
    flake from the wall. The smoke   
    of harmless fires drifts to my eyes.

    This is plenty. This is more than enough.

    Geoffrey Hill, "September Song" from New and Collected Poems, 1952-1992. Copyright © 1994 by Geoffrey Hill. Used with the permission of Houghton Mifflin Company. All rights reserved.

    Source: New and Collected Poems 1952-1992 (Houghton Mifflin Harcourt, 1994)

    Geoffrey Hill

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