A cricket chorus
sings under an egg-shaped moon
on a dead-still night
unwinded by summer heat,
only insect breath stirring.
Cooyright 2016
T. Allen Culpepper
A cricket chorus
sings under an egg-shaped moon
on a dead-still night
unwinded by summer heat,
only insect breath stirring.
Cooyright 2016
T. Allen Culpepper