Leaving the rose garden by the house, today, bent upon our knees
and close enough to kiss the ground of Little Crum Creek,
we might just listen to the stridulation of abdomen and wings
beneath the armor of a passing “Betsy” beetle–Horned passalus, Odontotaenius disjunctus–
with the urgency of, otherwise faint and muted, unsettling screams…
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June 2, 2017 at 10:03 am
Great video. And great poem!
June 5, 2017 at 5:25 pm
Well, there is a bit of poetry here. The “rose garden” belongs to a “house” that is far, far from the heart of some little crum creek.
June 1, 2017 at 11:46 pm
Noisy little critter if you listen for it.
June 2, 2017 at 9:29 pm
I read that they have at least 17 sound signals for communicating with each other!
http://entnemdept.ufl.edu/creatures/misc/beetles/horned_passalus.htm
June 1, 2017 at 10:43 pm
Great video! Such a shiny beetle.
June 2, 2017 at 9:19 pm
Yeah, how does it keep so clean?