Thursday, August 16, 2012

On Cicadas Comments

Rating: 2.7

Dew-rinsed:
their pure notes
carry far.

Windblown:
as dry, fasting leaves
are blown.

Chirr after chirr,
as if in unison.

But each perches
on its one branch,
alone.
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