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Midsummer Night Itch
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N. M. Bodecker


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Mosquito is out,
it’s the end of the day;
she’s humming and hunting
her evening away.
Who knows why such hunger
arrives on such wings
at sundown? I guess
it’s the nature of things.

From Tumbledown Editions (1987).
Used with the permission of the N. M. Bodecker Literary Estate.

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Niels Mogens Bodecker (1922 - 1988) was an author and illustrator who wrote books for both children and adults. Born and educated in Copenhagen, he emigrated to the United States after World War II and lived in New York City and Westport, Connecticut, before settling in Hancock, New Hampshire. His illustrations appeared in such publications as Harper’s magazine, The Saturday Evening Post, Esquire, and Holiday, and he won two Christopher Awards for his poetry.


Post New Comment:
Katrina:
I love this poem. The length is beautiful. Was I the only one who found it anticlimactic?
Posted 08/20/2010 04:34 AM


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