Moths

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Moths

Small moths stir
in the darkness.
I feel their

wings brush my
face, my hands,
remembering the cry

of something unseen.
It is windy
again this morning.

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“Moths” first appeared here in July 2015.

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33 thoughts on “Moths

  1. Liked it before, like it even more. Reading it again made me realize I always associate moths with the subconscious, ephemeral things that flutter up from the darkness to the light like thought.

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  2. I love how this poem gives me so many different images and feelings though it seems to really only be about one or two. That is really well written and I get this fluttering like feel while reading it like moths flying around.

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