a summer’s tinnitus,
a vee of geese
a cicada’s brood
a drill of beaks
A cloud of sound
breaks out
all night
all day
all round.
if you are not
accustomed to the undertow
of din
you will wonder how
you ever considered
this place
a still idyll.
You just might drown
in a shiny
summer’s cloudburst.
#smallpoems #clmooc

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“a still idyll” is a beautiful phrasing
Kevin