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No One's in a Hurry


The box elder bugs are on
both sides

of the glass. They appear to
be walking

across the sky. The window
is warm

and full of sunlight.
Crawling silhouettes,

tender antennae. No one's in
a hurry.

Two Japanese beetles, round
and curious,

appear out of nowhere . . .


Michael Judge

The Iowa Review

Spring 2012


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