cicadas singing
in a september downpour –
no rainouts for them
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i wrote a note back in september about this
but really didn’t see how i could use it
i’m not really a nature kinda poet
but that book by Jane Hirshfield, Ten Windows
came in the mail today
so i was looking at it briefly before bed
this chapter on basho
you can see also has an haiku
about cicadas
so, hmpf, there it is . . .
