Do you remember
Dripping thick sweet light
Where Canal Street saunters off by herself among quiet trees?
And the faint decayed patchouli—
Fragrance of New Orleans
Like a dead tube rose
Upheld in the warm air…
poems - Summer
Shorter days, warm weather, vacations, and days of sun and the beach: June, July, and August (and the first few weeks of September) have inspired their fair share of summer poems. Browse our selection of poems about the summer season.