As rain subsides for a while in the park at night, the cicada cries,
In ancient times, it sang clearly in early morning summer skies.
Aware of the dangers that fill the world, even insignificant one strives
For love. How do they're chirping loudly until the dawn arrives?
(23rd, Jul.,2023, Kinsley Lee)
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Author:
Kinsley Lee (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: At the Kyung-Eui Line Park at Dawn. When the monsoon stops for a while the cicadas are chirping but in these days, they are chirping from early morning to the dawn. I my child days, I knew that they are only chirping morning and daytimes. But in the city, they are chirping anytime at the park. Maybe the struggle for the existence, I think, at the barren environment in the city.
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Good write K.
Hi! Thank you for your kind comments. Have nice summer days, summer season!
so true! dear Poet
how little hope we all have left
still, however faint
as long as Nature still calls to us
we must prevail and prepare
to answer..
Hi! Thank you for your kind comments. Maybe the insects adjust for the environment which changed at the city. L. B. Have a nice day!
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