"Fairest of the months! Ripe summer's queen the hey-day of the year with robes that gleam with sunny sheen sweet August doth appear."
~R. Combe Miller~
"August rushes by like desert rainfall, a flood of frenzied upheaval, expected, but still catching me unprepared. Like a matchflame bursting on the scene. Heat and haze of crimson sunsets, like a dream of moon and dark barely recalled a moment, shadows caught in a blink. Like a quick kiss; one wishes for more but it suddenly turns to leave, dragging summer away."
~Elizabeth Maua Taylor~
"How sociable the garden was, we ate and talked in given light. The children put their toys to grass all the warm wakeful August night."
~Thomas Gunn~
"Whilst August yet wears her golden drown ripening fields lush-bright with promise; summer waxes long, then wanes quietly passing her fading green glory onto riotous autumn."
~Michelle L. Thieme~
