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  1. The song, or loud buzz, of the cicada, is one I remember quite well. I grew up in the midwest and recall, less than fondly, the year the cicada’s came out. I was visiting my aunt and uncle one day, and the trek down a trail through the forest was littered like leaves in October with the countless crunchy skins of these noisy critters. I pressed my hands over my ears, kept my eyes glued on the horizon, and ran.

    Bravo to you for a well-written poem that honors these noisy (crunchy) singers.

  2. You’re a bit good at this, brother Keith
    And you’ve even still got your own teeth
    How I savour each word!
    (Some of which, I’ve not heard)
    Your intelligence beggars belief.

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