Cicada Dreams
Summoned by the season,
I will wake into darkness,
Stretch life into dormant limbs
And rise from this cloistered
Bed where I have slept
A decade or a day and
Claw, blind, up through the
Warming earth into a
Violence of light that blisters
My eyes and stiffens my
Skin until I am locked
Within myself, quivering,
Quickening, thrilling with
Terror until I burst newborn
With lusty blood into the
Glorious world on angel’s
Wings, body wholly body
Singing a song I had not known
Till now I knew to sing.
5/10/2024