Crickets and cicadas are especially prevalent this year
Two Tanka
From the dark pine trees
It seemed a thousand crickets
Hushed and fell as one
To the needled ground as though
Their wings were singed by moonlight
Still for thirteen years
They have composed in silence
What they chorus now -
This desperate seduction
Do they know it's their death song?
Poetry by countryfog
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Written on 2011-06-07 at 14:41
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