Butler Pennsylvania XXVI On September 11 when it happened we had to think about our thin brick walls that kept standing here in the heartland and only our tears would not stop falling. Butler Pennsylvania XXVII (September 21) The news has reached us that New York buildings have started to get up early again just to feel the first sunlight on their faces and down along their sides. Butler Pennsylvania XXVIII (September 30) Late one night in infamous September the Court House clock failed to strike the hour and seconds passed before a raven glided down into the Square where I, still awaiting the sound, watched it circle and alight upon a chilled monument of granite at eye level to face me intently before lifting off for the tower turret whence it had come, and look down at me now as if in triumph. Butler Pennsylvania XXIX (October) I can hear September's leaf following me down the asphalt surface of Locust Street cartwheeling on pins when suddenly, it stops -- just to see if I'll turn to look. The Butler Pennsylvania Poems
