The moth as prescient

As progenitor 
the tallow color
reminiscent of flame
 wax impression

The pull into
what will pass
the flutter
flutter, flutter
into what was
manmade
or conjured into light
into heat
the suspension of all
belief
the passing into
what a moth
thinks is a way out
the light merely an opening
to the outside

TERRI McCORD

Terri McCord’s latest book is The Beauts. She has been nominated for Best of the Net (including 2025) and four Pushcart Prizes. Her work is forthcoming in NOVUS Literary and Arts Journal, Rockvale Review, Querencia, and Coast Lines Anthology. She loves language, nature, and relationships.