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  1. Beautiful image! Both versions are lovely: it works in Italian also…

    sopra la barca
    ormeggiato tra i giunchi
    cantano i grilli

  2. Very nice, though I’d like to suggest the following for your consideration:

    over the boat
    moored between the reeds . . .
    cricket song

  3. Jorgi, an evocative poem. Equally good in English and Spanish but I found the Spanish more musical.

  4. Your poem is a delight to picture; it is lyrical and gentle. What instrument would Beethoven have used to play the cricket in his Pastoral Symphony?

    Like Agatha, however, I am also reminded of cicadas today. The weather guy on ABC 7 Chicago just said that tomorrow is their start day.

    cisssssscadas …
    the moon shouts
    brightly tonight

  5. on any summer day, even nights, i can hear the cicadas song surrounding my home in georgia. i’d always known of their cycles, but summer after summer there they were. the hotter the summer, the more stirring their song.

    blackberries in clusters
    longside this dusty road–
    the cicadas song

  6. bobby, there are cicadas and then there are cicadas! You’re talking about the annual variety, but a number of states are bracing for the 17-year variety.

    As many as 1.5 million cicadas per acre will emerge from their 17-year slumber by late May. They emerge overnight, leaving a quarter-sized hole in the ground and a chimney-shaped mound. In such numbers, they are very noisy. They last 3 weeks.

  7. ha, ready eddie.
    thanks for the info. the thought had occurred to me, as in most things, there are varieties. edward, did you overlook my words referencing the other varieties cycles.
    it seems there are times, even when i have the extra characters(400 max on tinywords), i assume certain things to be understood.

    gainst the pine
    cicada’s barren opaque shell–
    gainst the oak as well

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