Late September holds onto the summer
like that promise you made
—you can never forget
Late September holds onto the summer
as shadows fall distant
—and memory regrets
(Amherst Massachusetts- September,2013)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
September holds onto the summer. Memory regret but shadows fall apart. An interesting poem is beautifully penned. An interesting sharing is done here.10