1/02/2022

The Dark Garden

you’ve been awake now
for twenty, twenty-five, thirty
let’s double that
sixty plus years
pollinating nightshade and
chasing spectacular moths
by moonlight
filling diaries and journals with
pinned down and delicately labeled
insects

you’ve been awake long enough
to watch your elegant notes take wing
and fly away without you

[RK, 1/2/2022]

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