• Hugh Loxdale

The Moth

Updated: Feb 16

Hello moth, what are you up to

Flying across the patio window pane with such design,

Such urgency?

Are you seeking the light too?

A religious light, now much dimmed

In this oh so secular world.

Or just seeking that ‘forbidden fruit’, nectar, as heavy with promise as a fermented pear.

I do not ask you so precisely.

It would be rude, and maybe unwise.

But I wish you well on your trip

Back into the night….

You brown, fluttering, mysterious dude,

He of the red, fluorescent, blood-shot eyes.

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