As the 2010 Canadian season draws to a close, it is perhaps time to reflect on what cricket means to us. It inspires passion, excitement, sometimes frustration and aggression but also nostalgia. \u00a0The excellent blog “Down at Third Man” quotes a poem by Leslie Frewin “Now is September Passing Through” which we are happy to reproduce here.<\/p>\n
Now is September passing through As the 2010 Canadian season draws to a close, it is perhaps time to reflect on what cricket means to us. It inspires passion, excitement, sometimes frustration and aggression but also nostalgia. \u00a0The excellent blog “Down at Third Man” quotes a poem by Leslie Frewin “Now is September Passing Through” which we are happy to […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":4,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":[],"categories":[3],"tags":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.canadacricket.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/853"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.canadacricket.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.canadacricket.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.canadacricket.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/4"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.canadacricket.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=853"}],"version-history":[{"count":4,"href":"https:\/\/www.canadacricket.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/853\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":857,"href":"https:\/\/www.canadacricket.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/853\/revisions\/857"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.canadacricket.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=853"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.canadacricket.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=853"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.canadacricket.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=853"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}
\nThe rusted gates of wind and storm and rain,
\nThe cold is cold, and fires leap anew
\nUntil the cricket season comes again
\n…
\nAnd who shall play again? Whose names be on the card,
\nIn some new season, by pavilion door?
\nWho, too, shall toast with sadness and regard
\nThe bowled September men who\u2019ll play no more?<\/em>
\nRead the post and full poem here<\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"