Sun and Shadow

Scar Tissue by Charles Wright

The insect world has no tongue to let loose, and no tongue to curb,Though all day and all night it cries out.Who says we shouldn’t listen to them?Who says we shouldn’t behave ourselves as they do,                     no noise but for one purpose?

Whatever the root sees in the dark is infinite.
Whatever the dead see is the same.
Listen, the rivers are emptying
               under our feet,
Watched over by all the waters of the underworld.

Lake Cheston ABCedarian Day 9

J is for JUNK

The kind a dog leaves, not once but three times over at least three visits, in the company of his human, who leaves it where the canine deposited it. This pile is at 6:00, with others at 11:00 and 3:00.

The kind an adult leaves for someone else to pick up or throw away, that someone wondering if the child left with cold feet.

The kind an animal drags from somewhere else.

Happily, the insects don't seem to mind the junk nearly as much as I. A leaf inside a plastic container will do just as nicely as any other leaf.

Lake Cheston ABCedarian: Day 8

I IS FOR INSECT!

water strider, Aquarius remigis