Lesson #1

Oct 1, 2009 | 2009 Fall - Visibility, Articles, Poetry

By Lindsay Pratt

A white moth
flew in through my bathroom window,
the draw of light
like the moon,
the window
merely cracked.

As he beat his wing against the mirror—
a threat against his beauty—
I reached out my hand
to help him home.

Hand out the window,
he held on
as if with sticky fingers
while I waved,
told him:

“It’s safer to let go.”

With a violent shake,
he fell free,
and I shut fast the window
before I could find out
if he had found his wings.

Featured image: Boston Pride 2009. Photo: Lynn Levine

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