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15 Aug 2012 2 Comments
by Perle Champion in Blog 365 Challenge, haiku, Poetry
nightly serenade cicadas birds wind in trees winter dead ahead
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Jnana Hodson Aug 15, 2012 @ 22:00:14
You nailed it. Each year, that awareness of crickets in August night replacing the morning birdsong.
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perlesink Aug 15, 2012 @ 23:27:00
Thank you. I can never pinpoint the moment, but suddenly on a cold night I suddenly hear the silent night amd realize they’re gone.
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Aug 15, 2012 @ 22:00:14
You nailed it. Each year, that awareness of crickets in August night replacing the morning birdsong.
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Aug 15, 2012 @ 23:27:00
Thank you. I can never pinpoint the moment, but suddenly on a cold night I suddenly hear the silent night amd realize they’re gone.
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