Leonora Speyer

(1872-1956 / United States)

Crickets At Dawn - Poem by Leonora Speyer

All night the crickets chirp,
Like little stars of twinkling sound
In the dark silence.
They sparkle through the summer stillness
With a crisp rhythm:
They lift the shadows on their tiny voices.
But at the shining note of birds that wake,
Flashing from tree to tree till all the wood is lit —
O golden coloratura of dawn!—
The cricket-stars fade slowly,
One by one.


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Poem Submitted: Thursday, April 22, 2010



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