White moth, dark moth


White moth, dark moth, mottled grey, feathered moths

Why do you approach us, with our houses, our boats,

clinging to the edge of the lake?

Our cabins, our railings, and beach chairs.

Oh, white moth and dark moth, how have you strayed here?

Away from cool moss, from pine seedlings

Away from mushrooms, yellow or deadly white and from dead leaves

In the cool woods where trees fall alone.

White moth and dark moth, welcome in the damp-mist morning,

before the last dream of a bridge


Where is the dream, white moth, dark moth?

Fading away with the last turn into the pillow,

like the lake mist fading up, away from the gone night.

And here is day, white moth and dark moth.


2 thoughts on “White moth, dark moth

  1. Thou art moth, and unto moth Shall thou return!


    JOHN TKACHUK Telephone HOME 514-481-5093 LABELLE 819-686-1069



  2. It is the light that they blindly seek as we so often do! And they, like us, having reached the light, find often disappointment and even death!


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