The Dragonfly


“You are made of almost nothing

But of enough

To be great eyes

And diaphanous double vans;

To be ceaseless movement,

Unending hunger

Grappling love.

Link between water and air,

Earth repels you.

Light touches you only to shift into iridescence

Upon your body and wings.

Twice-born, predator,

You split into the heat.

Swift beyond calculation or capture

You dart into the shadow

Which consumes you.

You rocket into the day.

But at last, when the wind flattens the grasses,

For you, the design and purpose stop.

And you fall

With the other husks of summer”

(Louise Bogan)

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8 Responses to The Dragonfly

  1. hjs1951 says:

    Hat dies auf HJS-likes rebloggt und kommentierte:


  2. Tina Schell says:

    Love your shot Iltana and the poem with it is wonderful as well. Nicely done.


  3. I’m extremely happy I’ve been following this blog. The dragonfly is amazing! What attention to detail. ^+^


  4. Adrian Lewis says:

    Beautiful picture! A


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