Tyranny of Moths
feathery moths
flutter on the screen
unbearable
sounds of summer
oblivious tonight
that my reading light
is not my day
stout bodies
cut and bounce
near a crack
in the screen
and beat inside
a paper shade
sacraments
of a monumental
natural presence
we are drawn
forever
by the moths
to other lights
neighbors
down the road
Gerald Vizenor, “Tyranny of Moths” from Almost Ashore. Copyright © 2006 by Gerald Vizenor. Reprinted by permission of Salt Publishing.
Source:
Almost Ashore
(Salt Publishing, 2006)
