Today's poem is by Hermine Meinhard


When stone flies ruled and
sulphur filled the earth, and white moths
flew across the water

their wings folded over, their brown soft wings
were folded over

then Luna Moth, underwings like
flesh, Luna Moth
from the Tree of Heaven singing
ma ma mama.

Copyright © 2004 Hermine Meinhard All rights reserved
from Bright Turquoise Umbrella
Tupelo Press
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