Summer Haiku

Just a couple of poems. I’m sorry to say the first one is more of a memory.

Under the dark sky
Crickets sing the night away
Cacophonous joy

A nearly full moon
Lightens the mid-summer sky
Immutable hush


  1. I mourn the loss of insects. Summer nights are much too quiet. On a happy note, I found an assassin bug (my first ever!) and a katydid nymph in my tiny urban garden last night. So maybe there’s hope…

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    1. The loss of insects, I think, is one of the greatest untold stories (well, ignored stories) of our age. There is hope, though–I think you’re right about that!


    1. Thank you! I wrote “immutable hush” in my notebook years ago, but it wasn’t until now that I used it. I too hope to have more to share, and hope the same for you!


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