Blueberry Moon — A Poem

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“Blueberry Moon” — C.Birde, 8/17


Crickets sing

a tidal song —

legion notes united,

lapping one

against another.

Too close,

too rapid to measure

the hairsbreadth space


to take the night’s

aural temperature.

But it is cool for August.

Pull the blankets up.

Listen –

The crickets’ evensong


against thin-paned glass,

and bears

the swollen Moon


Her arching



— C.Birde, 8/17


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