I took the longest writing Jenith Charpentier's poem because I think she's such a swell poet. I re-read her chapbook for inspiration and noticed that the poem August Woman had delicious words ending every line. So I took all of the end-line-words and put them in backward order to start the lines of the poem I would write for her. August and September have always been my favorite months - the last slow punch of summer, the first flirt of fall, and here we find ourselves now, in August turning into September. So here's a first draft of September Woman, for Jenith. Thanks, Jenith.