Today has been a day of unexpected revelations. In keeping with that particular feeling, here's a poem I wrote last fall.
Naturally
Every night, I flit into your room,
settle myself onto the bed with its forest
colored blanket, lay out feelers
as if it is my leaf-covered home.
The moon’s twinned sphere
folds my winged body deep into the night
sky, where its luminous glow
draws me into itself like a strong-armed
embrace. I glimpse my shadow, wonder
whether the light will kill or illuminate.
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