Cicadas and Geraniums

Cicadas cicadas cicadas

heard since July, the Sunday night of summer

when sunrise rays lower themselves,

heating the concrete, ducking below a deck umbrella,

driving me inside to the white noise of conditioned air

that tells a lie of comfort and coolness…

that gives way to middle August and the



crinkled and matte

oak and

maple leaves, and

withered petunias, and brittle geraniums who

refuse to relinquish the dry soil and the pseudo-sun of

southern Africa beneath which they naturally thrive.

–Marilyn Yung

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