Apricocks... Be kind and courteous to this gentleman; Hop in his walks and gambol in his eyes; Feed him with apricocks and dewberries, With purple grapes, green figs, and mulberries; The honey-bags steal from the humble-bees, And for night-tapers crop their waxen thighs And light them at the fiery glow-worm's eyes, To have my love to bed and to arise; -Shakespeare: Midsummer Night's Dream
Monday, September 9, 2013
Hysteria of the Cicadas
Hysteria of the Cicadas
What is it to me
the hysteria of the cicadas
two weeks before the autumn
equinox as they sense the end
of their world what has it
to do with me am I
a cicada in a world of ants
warrior ants scurrying to kill
whatever they can devour
red and black doom for
the songs of insects high
in the boughs of a dying summer
Jack 9-9-13
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