Robert Ronnow

Eastern Tent Caterpillars - Poem by Robert Ronnow

Mid-spring, skinny, black, blind
eastern tent caterpillars–-
Malacosoma americanum–-
falling from the cherry tree
leaning, human, over our deck.
Irksome. Mash and kick
them with my feet, continue
practicing or reading.

Three weeks later, reading
late at night. Heavy-bodied
black-eyed, reflexed antennae–
many hundreds of moths
crave the lamplight, some attaining
extinction through cracks
around the window screen. Vexing.
Until next morning, I look
up the name that has eluded me
all spring and early summer.

The single-minded moth and larval colony–-
one small monophony.

Topic(s) of this poem: eyes, human, light, mind, morning, name, night, reading, spring, summer

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, December 3, 2014

Poem Edited: Tuesday, March 17, 2015

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