
A Cricket’s Song
Of the Magnolia bloomings, I favor the Summer ones. Surrounded by the greenery of the mature leaves. Slightly touched by insects appetites. Obscene in their tumidity. My chirp tells all about it: indolence, and sun, and heat. And lust. And nothing more.
Canto del grillo
Tra le infiorescenze della magnolia, prediligo quelle estive. Circondate dal verde delle foglie mature. Toccate dall’appetito degli insetti. Oscene nella loro tumescenza. Il mio frinire le racconta: l’indolenza, e il sole, e l’afa. E la lussuria. Nient’altro.
3 COMMENTS
these are beautiful shots
As always Sheldon
Thank you Sheldon. It took me a minure to make sense of your WP operation. I do like your poetry too.
Thank you