Dingle Peninsula

Featured at Rattlecast 139 (1:49)

Shanhu Lee

Cicadas and crickets cry aloud,

compose a waggish orchestra. A garden spider

sways between layers of silk net, like an old

woman shuffles in the moonlight.

Camelia blooms. Crepe Myrtle

jaded. Chanterelles all me from the woods

on this September night. Air smells

like the sea—

as if I was on the Dingle Peninsula.

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