Lymintria dispar dispar, the female flightless
Clinging white-winged to brown trunks
Drawing danger from her camouflaged egg mass
Doomed or blessed to die where she birthed
Never tasting weightlessness
And when the male returns
From his airy freedom
Does he inquire about her pallid solitude,
Looking always out at the wide, untouchable sky?
Or is it understood that
As he left her
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“ Does he inquire about her pallid solitude” whew. Chills. Thanks for this.
Haunting. “His airy freedom”…”her pallid solitude”