Spring to Summer
Shouldering through long grasses
my dog sends up clouds of pollen
light and bright under morning sun -
returns dew-sprinkled
from muzzle to tail shivery -
to me, nostril-twitching hayfevery.
Cicadas! as noonday warms
their trees, the raucous chorus begins,
invisible cicada-swarms'
new concert season -
stilled by night, when
mosquitoes home in
with sleep-denying hum.
Max Richards in Melbourne
1 December 2010
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