Though fairly common, I've seen one only once.
But flails its soft body
Again and again against
The light of my window,
Driven by some dream
It dimly remembers
From the dark cocoon,
Some deathless imperative
Of a glimmering purpose
That would be revealed
If only it could see into
Where the dark dissolves,
Looking now with the eyes
On its fluttering wings
That never ever close,
Staring forever at the light.
Poetry by countryfog
Read 387 times
Written on 2011-01-23 at 15:49
Save as a bookmark (requires login)
Write a comment (requires login)
Send as email (requires login)
Print text
Antheraea Polyphemus
This moth who never sleepsBut flails its soft body
Again and again against
The light of my window,
Driven by some dream
It dimly remembers
From the dark cocoon,
Some deathless imperative
Of a glimmering purpose
That would be revealed
If only it could see into
Where the dark dissolves,
Looking now with the eyes
On its fluttering wings
That never ever close,
Staring forever at the light.
Poetry by countryfog
Read 387 times
Written on 2011-01-23 at 15:49
Save as a bookmark (requires login) Write a comment (requires login) Send as email (requires login) Print text
|
Lawrence Beck |
