Friday, May 23, 2008

The Cricket Full Of Mirth.



(Last night a cricket got into my room and kept me awake.)


Where glowing embers through the room
Teach light to counterfeit a gloom,

Far from all resort of mirth,

Save the cricket on the hearth.


- John Milton (1608 - 1674)



The cricket sang of blissful contentment
Oblivious of my sleepless resentment.

- Ghostwise


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I do believe that an intimacy with the world of crickets and their kind can be salutary - not for what they are likely to teach us about ourselves but because they remind us, if we will let them, that there are other voices, other rhythms, other strivings and fulfillments than our own.

- Howard E. Evans



I have nothing against crickets, except when they sang on my bed.

- Ghostwise




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