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Like A Cicadian Infestation
From lamely imagined, wishfully Arcadian groves,
the scrapbook peots emerge, like cicadas, in droves
to celebrate the day with their usual thrills---
like bugs clambering over delicate petals of daffodils;
they "sing" their peoms in the standard, greeting card "strain,"
imitative of Uncle John Milton's "uncouth swain,"
to declare (of all of their observations) the most mundane.
Starward
