Poems&Prose

Cricket Song

When I was a child
that had nightmares
my mother tried everything.
She captured a cricket from the creek, adjacent
but kept in his bedside jar
could not be coaxed to sing.
So, released
he told his people
and the legs of all the crickets of the creek
and field
Became my nighttime song.

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