Was out mowing, and crickets were everywhere! They remind me of blackbirds, sleek and black, ordinary and beautiful. They are considered to be a sign of good luck in some Asian and Native American cultures. Some of them venture inside this time of year. Their chirping in the darkness is uplifting. Went outside last evening, and the sound of the crickets and grasshoppers was almost deafening.
On a branch
floating downriver
a cricket, singing.
Issa
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