Moth Light
Some things are not funny.
The oven flared, we two
Inside. Sudden stab
Of heat and then
Even though we are masters
Of transformation
The blinding light
Went blank.
We had heard humans
Did this to each other.
Why us, fragile
and harmless as silk?
Why ignite our fanning
Orbit
Around the fickle
Sun?
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Marilyn Kallet is the author of 17 books, including a new translation of poems by Parisian Chantal Bizzini; her co-translators for Disenchanted City (Black Widow Press) were J. Bradford Anderson and Darren Jackson. Marilyn is Nancy Moore Goslee Professor of English at the University of Tennessee. Each spring she leads poetry workshops in Auvillar France for Virginia Center for the Creative Arts-France.
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