Poem
Sarah Lindsay
SMALL MOTH
SMALL MOTH
SMALL MOTH
She’s slicing ripe white peachesinto the Tony the Tiger bowl
and dropping slivers for the dog
poised vibrating by her foot to stop their fall
when she spots it, camouflaged,
a glimmer and then full on—
happiness, plashing blunt soft wings
inside her as if it wants
to escape again.
© 2008, Sarah Lindsay
From: Poetry, Vol. 193, No. 1, October
Publisher: Poetry, Chicago
From: Poetry, Vol. 193, No. 1, October
Publisher: Poetry, Chicago
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SMALL MOTH
She’s slicing ripe white peachesinto the Tony the Tiger bowl
and dropping slivers for the dog
poised vibrating by her foot to stop their fall
when she spots it, camouflaged,
a glimmer and then full on—
happiness, plashing blunt soft wings
inside her as if it wants
to escape again.
From: Poetry, Vol. 193, No. 1, October
SMALL MOTH
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