Poem of the Month

cicadas

Song of the Cicada

 

                                    What will you do,

                                    you, who have endured

                                    month after month,

                                    year after underworld year,

                                    in a dark silent place

 

                                    and now wake to a strange new strength

                                    and the desire to unbury yourself

                                    with which you squirm free

                                    and emerge

 

                                    into a world

                                    of sun and thunder,

                                    catalpa flowers and bees,

                                    birth upon voice upon song?

 

                                    Join us,

                                    the other ecstatic souls

                                    who are already here celebrating.

 

                                    Grow gold wings,

                                    devote the rest of your life to love-making,

                                    and raise an irresistible ruckus.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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