[Critique Group 2] Leonard's submission for Tuesday after next

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Year of the Cicada

 

Sultry summer day is dawning.

Sol’s heat begins to rise.

A solitary insect sound

slides from a soft dewed leaf --

a singular star

that flickers faintly in early light.

Another song twinkles somewhere,

though hard to tell whether near or far.

 

A tide swells from all sides.

Every leaf, on every bush and tree,

alive and green, is singing

a tambourine hosanna to torrid light,

until day dazzles in brilliant tones --

Swamping senses with relentless crescendos

of endless steel drum tympanic droning.

Ringing ears have no place to hide.

A billion chimes invade our minds.

 

Oh to bask in music too bright

to leave room for shadow of distinction,

and lose ourselves in divine extinction,

within a boundless ocean.

 

Shall we refuse to lose our minds,

escape to quiet places

behind sequestered walls?

Or simply choose to turn away

from this stark exquisite beauty

of a world in which we abide

by turning deaf and blind?
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