| Wednesday, July 8, 2009 8:39AM | | | | THE MOTH (poem) | Posted By: Boria Sax
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| Tags: Moth | THE MOTH
This visitor,
Born of a white flame
Kindled by a star,
Lands on my table.
Her huge round eyes
That never close
Are fixed on me,
Yet she does not speak.
Perhaps she is asleep
And so am I.
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