Dragonfly, or
A Six-Month Life
Is there anything else
other than flight?
Catching prey
in the basket of
my legs and
keeping the
swarm
alive.
Perhaps.
The pond and
the garden are
my universe
and the many
ways that
light enters
and glances
off my wings.
This spark, this
corner, this
wheel, the
delight of
diving briefly
into the water.
And then.
And then, everything
depends on
the weather.
Is there any
other time but
now?
Justine C. Tajonera
Image by Shreyas Bhosale of Unsplash
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