spring peepers

I heard them again, last night,
for the first time in a long time
(a pity, but you can't hear them in the city),
and hands-down,
they beat all the other
harbingers of Spring
in their harbingering;
and as lullabies go,
well, crickets,
and Chopin etudes,
soft-spoken dudes,
tumbleweeds,
and even un coqui,
have got nothing on them:
Phil Spector must be jealous
of their Wall-of-Sound,
as they gather by the hundreds,
from all around:

and just chirp the night away.



March 30, 2009.

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