Thursday, August 6, 2009

March 28, 2009

Catch and Release

I have tried to write this poem
oem many times. It is
about a girl I know who
walks the walls of
and old cabin, looking
for resting moths.

Once found she captures
them by the wings and flings
them into the open sky.

She says she loves to watch them fly.

I have postulated in earlier
drafts that she throws the
creatures as she herself
wants to be plucked and thrown.
I think instead, though, it is I
who needs the heavy hand hand
to take me from this ancient wall-
throw me into a fluttering oblivion.

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