Choruses of insects wail
at the cross-
roads of the forest,
where many paths converge. Insistent
choirs perform their orchestrations,
sounding alarms, of-
ten commandments to visitors
trying to decide the right path
to follow. The deafening noise
causes many to avoid the cross-
roads, turning back
to quiet, familiar trails.
“The Orchestra” was printed in Hawthorne Road, No. 2 of Inwood Indiana. Pick up the paperback from Prolific Press; the stories and poems published online are free to read here.
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