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Acoustic Summer

Summer has a soundtrack–
Cicadas and the clink of ice cubes in tea,
water making itself heard
against the dock, the shore,
the fountain’s pool.
In the middle distance,
backdrop of this art,
barking dog, laughing child,
whirr of bicycle tires
on hot pavement,
creak of window fans.
Beneath it all,
so constant, so soft,
reminder call of
the mourning dove.

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