A cicada sounds off like the echo of a train; the Doppler Effect.
Reminding me of convective storms
towering castles with slow-mo’ construction.
This all echoes through Kansas and summer (echoes through me)
The western sky sparks and the countryside ponds react
so we too must spark and react
like the flash of a cicada echoing Doppler
as I sit daydreaming in the oven of Kansas to
thoughts of a new season over the calendars hill
I say out loud, alone, “This heat sucks. So much.”
— Larry Fleury