september reading prompt

Book-a-Month-Challenge September Prompt: Read about Memories

“Memories have ways of becoming independent of the reality they evoke. They can soften us against those we were deeply hurt by or they can make us resent those we once accepted and loved unconditionally.” (Reading Lolita in Tehran, Azar Nafisi, pp. 311)

The scent of September air is tinged with nostalgia. Something about the crispness of the wind, the falling leaves, the way the light falls golden, awakens the memory. A familiar sense of longing and anticipation sends me back to moments from days gone by.  Making new friends at recess. Going to church bonfires and playing tag in the fading light. Sitting beside a creek watching yellow leaves float down the water.

And as Nafisi writes, memories have a way of taking on their own hue. A new sweetness or bitterness that wasn’t there in the moment. Perhaps the mix of sweet scents and bitter spices of the autumn stirs up the memories that take on those flavors.

It only seems fitting, then, that the September reading prompt for our Book-a-Month challenge is to read about memories. Find something that reminds you of the past, or something that lets you relive an old experience, or a memoir exploring someone else’s memories.

To put us in the mood for nostalgic reads, here’s a poem on September:

September, 1918

This afternoon was the colour of water falling through sunlight;
The trees glittered with the tumbling of leaves;
The sidewalks shone like alleys of dropped maple leaves,
And the houses ran along them laughing out of square, open windows.
Under a tree in the park,
Two little boys, lying flat on their faces,
Were carefully gathering red berries
To put in a pasteboard box.
Some day there will be no war,
Then I shall take out this afternoon
And turn it in my fingers,
And remark the sweet taste of it upon my palate,
And note the crisp variety of its flights of leaves.
To-day I can only gather it
And put it into my lunch-box,
For I have time for nothing
But the endeavour to balance myself
Upon a broken world.
What are you reading this September?