Diane Hine (25 July 1956)
Moth, for your
Mitred wings have
Gardeners tended new blooms
Before dinosaurs flapped away.
Intricate cultivars blossomed when
Resourceful, sweet-toothed antiquated birds
Dabbled deliciously in horticulture.
Moths and birds converged in hovering harmony.
Offended flowers could claim to have bred both of them,
Though maybe hummingbirds should be renamed hummingmoth birds.
Humm…umber moth, for your mitred wings have inspired hummingbirds.
Poet's Notes about The Poem
Hummingbird moths and hummingbird hawkmoths (sometimes called hummingmoths) are separate species.
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