Showing posts with label summer. Show all posts
Showing posts with label summer. Show all posts
Saturday, February 25, 2017
Shooting Stars
monarchs struggling in the south-wester
the mating dance of the damned
amongst white manuka flowers
the chant of late cicadas singing
these are the shooting stars of summer
entering my atmosphere and burning up
shortly after entry
Roger Smith
2017
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Wednesday, November 23, 2016
Wednesday, March 14, 2012
Cicada
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