Quotes about Pumpkins

Happy September! The world shall now transform into pumpkin everything. ~Keith Wynn, @keithawynn, 2017

Oh how we love pumpkin season. You did know this gourd-ish squash has its own season, right? Winter, Spring, Summer, Pumpkin…. We anxiously anticipate it every year. ~Trader Joe’s, Fearless Flyer, October 2010

Leaves are falling and the garden is mostly asleep, and the house smells like pumpkin and apple everything. ~Betsy Cañas Garmon, 2013, www.wildthymecreative.com

I can smell autumn dancing in the breeze.
The sweet chill of pumpkin and crisp sunburnt leaves.
~Ann Drake, 2013, OnSuttonPlace.com

The bards may sing of the great Corn King,
Who marshals in every valley,
His hosts we see, like the sands of the sea,
From hill-top and plain they rally.
But our muse will rhyme for the Pumpkin Vine,
As long as the pen is able,
For plainly ’tis seen the Pumpkin is Queen
Of the ranch and the dinner table…
~May C. Hanks (b.1842), “Pumpkin is Queen”  [Mrs. Hanks wrote under the pseudonym Minnehaha. –tg]

At the close of a long hot summer, the appearance of the pumpkin heralds the welcome arrival of autumn. ~Kari Spencer, “Growing Pumpkins,” 2013, www.themicrofarmproject.com

Oh! greenly and fair in the lands of the sun
Vines of the gourd and the rich melon run.
Dark Spanish maidens and Creoles behold
Orange-leaves shining and broad spheres of gold.
Where crook-necks are coiling and yellow fruit shines,
The sun of September melts down on the vines.
~John G. Whittier, “The Pumpkin”

There’s a garden where the peppers
Were all growing on the vine,
The tomatoes and the pumpkins
And the string beans, very fine…
~Gertrude Tooley Buckingham, “In the Garden,” 1940s

October, tuck tiny candy bars in my pockets and carve my smile into a thousand pumpkins…. Merry October! ~Rainbow Rowell, Attachments, 2011

October is the month
When the smallest breeze
Gives us a shower
Of autumn leaves.
Bonfires and pumpkins,
Leaves sailing down —
October is red
And golden and brown…
~Author unknown

I would rather sit on a pumpkin and have it all to myself than be crowded on a velvet cushion. ~Henry David Thoreau, “Economy,” Walden: Or, Life in the Woods

Oh! fruit loved of boyhood — the old days recalling,
When wood-grapes were purpling and brown nuts were falling;
When wild, ugly faces we carved on its skin,
Glaring out through the dark, with a candle within;
When we laughed round the corn-heap, with hearts all in tune,
Our chair a broad pumpkin, our lantern the moon,
Telling tales of the fairy who travelled like steam,
In a pumpkin-shell coach, with two rats for her team!
~John G. Whittier, “The Pumpkin”

Frights and chills
Spooky thrills
Candy and nuts
Seedy pumpkin guts…
~Terri Guillemets, “Halloween Night,” 2009

O, a thing sublime is the Pumpkin vine!
When it bringeth its bloom in the summer,
It proudly lifts up its broad lily cup,
A chalice of regal splendor.
‘Tis seen in its prime in the harvest time,
On the south hill-side in autumn,
A sphere of bright gold, its riches untold,
For the queen of the ranch is the Pumpkin.
~May C. Hanks (b.1842), “Pumpkin is Queen”