Goldwing Moth Poem by Carl Sandburg
Goldwing Moth
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A goldwing moth is between the scissors and the ink bottle
on the desk.
Last night it flew hundreds of circles around a glass bulb
and a flame wire.
The wings are a soft gold; it is the gold of illuminated
initials in manuscripts of the medieval monks.
Monday, January 27, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: medieval,wings
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