FLUTURE, tableau d'ALEXADRU TRUTIU, Roumanie. THE MOTH, poème d'AERONWY THOMAS, UK

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THE MOTH

I hold the moth

In cupped hands

Saved from incineration

By the siren light

In our kitchen,

The moth flown in

From the outside

Enticed

By its bright allure.

What to do ?

He’ll only come back.

Hands released

Through an open window

Into the ink jet darkness

Saved to feed

A night bird on the wing

Carried

To a brood of open beaks

A link

In the greater cycle.

I close the window,

AERONWY  THOMAS