MasticadoresIndia // Editora: Terveen Gill

whispering limbs sense a tender heart
releasing a chorale of euphonious notes
drifting, my soul floats, eyeing an array
of foliage in various stages of life’s hopes
saluting the old sweet gum tree, I linger
spring webworms laying their eggs under
fresh green leaves talking of such fatigue
laying a thousand eggs, it is no wonder
two wrens fly to their old nest, exploring
in happiness with friable legs, a fawn leaps
spring peepers play their high pitch song
black racers slither looking for juicy treats
ladybugs dress in red, balancing on a blade
of grass where fairy circles put teeth to save
angel voices from heaven I can softly hear
tulip gossip disappears as sleep I, too, crave
-JONI CAGGIANO

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