- IceHogs drop Wolves 4-3 at home
- Man sentenced to 12 years in fatal hit-and-run
- White House fence jumper charged with kicking Secret Service dogs
- Man arrested on child pornography charges
- Woman hit with liquor bottle during home invasion
- Police arrest robbery suspect
- Rockford area trick-or-treat times
- The Odds Man: Three road dogs good bets in NFL Week 8
- IceHogs nipped in third period, return home Saturday
- BGA sues Chicago Police Department over transparency
Literary Hook: O Summer: A bittersweet sonnet for the end of the season
By Christine Swanberg
Author and Poet
Here is a brand-new, bittersweet sonnet for the end of the summer season.
O Summer, how I hate to see you go.
Cicadas, crickets shake their tambourines.
Houdini fireflies, hummingbird show.
Indigo twilight, shadow on green beans.
Gold finch pick seeds from prairie cone flowers.
Wild turkeys, wobbly chicks a-trundle.
Azure skies sparkling. Night’s greening showers.
Lavender stalks drying in a bundle.
O Summer, do you really have to end?
Goodbye to golden skin and endless day.
Hello to autumn lurking ’round the bend.
Farewell swimming in the sun, glorious play.
Your memory in winter brings us cheer.
It’s good to know you resurrect each year.
Christine Swanberg is a local author and poet. She received the Lawrence E. Gloyd Community Impact Award at the 2012 Rockford Area Arts Council State of the Arts Awards.
From the Sept. 18-24, 2013, issue