RIC BASTASA Fireflies Poems

we take the boat at night
the sea is having its low tide

we are going to the place where the fireflies are mating
...

some thoughts arrive
when you are away busily
walking down the trail
somewhere in cogon
...

you do not hold the
fireflies in your hands
or put
them in a jar
...

what happened last night was beautiful
i ask you if i can write about it
you say no, it is so beautiful and must remain private
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shiny creatures
of the night
you glow
in full splendor
...

tonight the fireflies
come out from
their hiding places
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according to Urias
the fireflies
are the ideas that we let
go on a dark night
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there are no stars tonight

but there are fireflies
teemng the leaves of
...