Ocupation: Author
Life: April 17, 1885 - September 7, 1962
Birthday: April 17
Death: September 7
The Cicada sing an endless song in the long grass, smells run along the earth and falling stars run over the sky, like tears over a cheek. You are the privileged person to whom everything is taken. The Kings of Tarshish shall bring gifts.
topic: Running, Song, Stars, Long Grass, Privileged, Cicadas