Patrick Kavanagh

(1904 - 1967 / County Monaghan)

On An Apple-Ripe September Morning - Poem by Patrick Kavanagh

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On an apple-ripe September morning
Through the mist-chill fields I went
With a pitch-fork on my shoulder
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Comments about On An Apple-Ripe September Morning by Patrick Kavanagh

  • Rookie - 4 Points Patrick Haughey (11/9/2013 2:16:00 PM)

    I can smell the apples in the orchard, hear the sound of the thresher and see a picture so clear, i am in a time warp. what brilliance (Report) Reply

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  • Rookie Michael Caroff (7/12/2012 11:28:00 PM)

    This is exquisite and relatable for me, growing up is the pastoral old mountains of western PA where ones youth may well have included the odd chore of aiding a neighbor in the fields. (Report) Reply








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