photo: Matai Valley, that morning, it was clear that summer was coming to an end. Everything, from the quality of the light, the morning chill, to the song of the cicadas, announced its end.
cicadas’ singing
in the morning sadness
summer is fading
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photo : Upper Moutere, near Nelson, New Zealand
after a swim
the vacuum cleaner is silent
the kids play despite everything in the schoolyard
on the kitchen counter
the skin of the chickpeas that have been soaking since yesterday
bursts quietly, one after another
the cicadas gets exhausted filling the air
with their song announcing the end of summer
Sunday noises, slight boredom
time is passing slowly