Lawrence Hall
Dispatches for the Colonial Office
Lady Macbeth and a Luna Moth
A luna moth is elegant in her green
Like Ellen Terry as Lady Macbeth
Beautiful and yet somehow sinister
Those wing’ed eyes – they seem to look at us
Eyes
That measure us for a dagger or a cup
She clings to a lichened brick wall at night
Wings pulsing against that wall, waiting, waiting…
Suddenly wild flutterings as she flees into the dark!
Exit, pursued by a cat
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