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They think you came first from Japan
in packing crates
hoping for mulberries, figs and persimmons,

for time to vibrate to one another
come mating season,
one signal longer and lower than any other,

First you tried Pennsylvania, then south to Florida
and north to Maine:
you hitched your rides across America.

Dodged jumping spiders and katydids
with eyes for your eggs,
met crickets, ground beetles and earwigs

keen to make you dinner. Learned to prosper
on lima beans,
soya beans, peaches and peppers.

One fall my sister came and erected
a blank sheet
on our deck overnight, a light behind it

to gather bugs. Who was she searching for?
Not you, hibernating
in here with us as though here was where

Asian pear and flowering dogwood,
corn and cherry and apricot tree.

Ailbhe Darcy

The Manchester Review

Issue 19 - December 2017

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