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A Moth

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This poem is an analogy from the truism "drawn like a moth to a flame".  The saying suggests curiosity can be deadly.  Hopefully, the poem goes a bit deeper.  In the final stanza, the speaker asks "is everything 'wings and burning flame', an existential game of zero-sum.  If so what is the need the moth, and maybe us all, to want to explore.  Is there design in this?  From a compositional point of view, I am proud of the introduction.  What is a moth?  I only know through shadows (Plato's cave).  Then existance is established through not being, missing moth, missing fabric in clothes.  What sculptors call "negative space". 

What is a moth? I only know flitting shadows Magnified upon my wall. In closets and in chests of drawers, Despite balls that smell of hospitals, Holes in clothes where they once were. They dance around my lantern Made by Coleman, forest green, To a deep sea diver breathing kerosene. They’re drawn to candles too. One misses a beat And in diaphanous tragedy Falls to my table top, A crushed, tropical cocktail umbrella, Match sticks and news paper mâché. Its carcass dusts My hand with mica shininess As soft as talc. If everything is wings And flame, what need Does this one insect feed?

Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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Date: 8/28/2021 2:58:00 PM
Clever, Stephen!
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Date: 1/20/2018 10:22:00 PM
Fantastic ink and foreword Stephen, eloquent and intelligent, a delight to read.
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