6 responses to “for the cicadas”

  1. indianhomemaker

    Beautiful!! I prefer cicadas and even the noisiest of pigeons anyday, to blaring bhajans :)

  2. feddabonn

    lol thanks, IHM, i must agree. which reminds me, for a year in chennai, i lived in the neighbourhood of a temple, a mosque *and a pentecostal church, all competing to make more of a racket!

  3. Renee

    Lovely sonic images…In the last wee of July, I suddenly hears the plaintive lone cicada heraling a change in season…OVER the din of school traffic…that was an incredible moment…One I wish I could've bottled away to share with you now :)

  4. Renee

    suddenly heard…typo error…I'm sure there are a few more..

  5. Z

    there is an insensate city of machines of conveyor belts and generators and elevators and street lamps for all the feet pacing the walkways and servers for all the anonymous fingers (multiplied by 10) tapping thoughts in words.

    but at the end of the day, the city doesn't care.

    the cicadas don't care. they've moved on.

    For me the city is nothing but an arbitrary collective over which we impress our dreams and desire. We merely seek to find meaning in all the chaos of collective living it provides.

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