Sep 292017
 

Key West Poet Laureate Kirby Congdon (Photo by Richard Watherwax)

by Kirby Congdon…….

Cricket

Carried in the spin
of earth’s dogged days,
allowed to see
the space of time
in an eon’s length,
I heard a cricket sing
to entice a mate.
That brave thread
like the spread
of a spider’s web,
made the starlight ring
as even silence sang
among neurons engaged
in errands quickly sent
to the inside depths
of my singing head.

Kirby Congdon

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