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Evening Performance

The lights lower. The invisible conductor raises his magic wand. Sounds swell. All musicians in the cicada orchestra play the tymbal. Bats dance to the firefly light show against a backdrop of cadmium blue. Night drops the curtain. Tireless, the players continue – music until dawn. July 12, 2018 N/A July Premiere (Brian Strand), judged 7/13

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Constance La France

Date: 7/29/2018 5:14:00 PM

Nina, congratulations on your win in my contest with this beautifully penned poem, well done !

Agnes Krampe
Date: 7/30/2018 7:02:00 AM

Thank you for my placement; I am glad you liked my poem.

Line Gauthier

Date: 7/28/2018 11:45:00 PM

Lovely, Agnes. A beautiful mise en scene.

Susan Gentry

Date: 7/28/2018 2:02:00 PM

Congratulations on your win. You so perfectly describe poetically cicada orchestra. Enjoyed.

Eve Roper

Date: 7/27/2018 5:18:00 PM

Back with congratulations on your awesome win. . Hugs Eve

Jim Musser

Date: 7/16/2018 3:07:00 PM

You captured the experience well.

Eve Roper

Date: 7/15/2018 9:37:00 PM

Beautiful imagery, Agnes, your muse is still with you... I had a dear poet here tell me " Reach for the Artist in you." The artist in me took a turn to do that and it has been helping... :) (the poet is Probir) Probir has a vision that is remarkable when he sees his surroundings . So look around you are a photo of the internet and write what you see and hear if you were in the middle of the still life.

Emile Pinet

Date: 7/14/2018 4:37:00 PM

Your thoughts paint the scene with descriptive words that bring the essence of your experience into our conscious mind and we can walk in your shoes for a short time and hear the cicada orchestra play. The descriptive wording and the great imagery bring this piece to life. Emile.

Agnes Krampe
Date: 7/15/2018 7:29:00 PM

Thank you for your kind and detailed comment, Emile.

Anne-Lise Andresen

Date: 7/14/2018 1:54:00 PM

- Oh... a beautiful poem, Agnes :) - hugs // Anne-Lise :)

Agnes Krampe
Date: 7/15/2018 7:35:00 PM

Thank you, Anne-Lise.

Andrea Dietrich

Date: 7/13/2018 6:28:00 PM

Very cool show of that night time performance, Agnes!!

Pashang Salehi

Date: 7/13/2018 6:11:00 PM

Gorgeous ... an exquisite way of drawing a thunderstorm with words... Magnificent.

Daniel Turner

Date: 7/13/2018 12:01:00 AM

Tireless would be the key word. But it certainly has the power to hypnotize you. You catch yourself sitting with a blank stare looking at nothing. Now I know how Noriega felt:) This poem put me right outside on my front porch, Agnes. You could have written it sitting on my porch swing. I love it:)

Connie Marcum Wong

Date: 7/12/2018 6:27:00 PM

Your love of nature can be so easily felt in this sweet poem Agnes. I enjoyed it! : )