. Summer Nocturne In steady, humming monotone, With synchronism the crickets drone, And hushedly through the night intone __Their evening chant, Accompanied by a brusque descant, In equal-measured, rhythmic slant Of katy-did and katy-didn’t. __In call to mate, The owl decides to dedicate An octave in crescendo. Eight Tu-whoos in solo resonate __The pitch-dark sky. They lullaby rock, rock-a-bye. . Katydid: The Katydid is a species of cricket. They get their name from the ratchet-like noise emitted by the males during summer nights, which sounds like "Kay-tee-did, Kay-tee-didn't." . . Cheryl Corey is a Connecticut poet. She is also an author of short stories, a novella, and recently completed a novel.