The Firefly And The Moth 1/2 marathon poem #9 In the strange heat of an English summer Where the firefly hides within a bottle Safely glowing behind a glass bulb’s wall In these trying times he’s out of trouble In the strange heat of an…

The comfort of fireflies Housed in a brown-glass bottle The fruits of labours spent over A long day of laughter Is soon forgotten, Like the African mask keepsake From a year’s past holiday, In the face of a steaming Bowl of porridge Newly removed from…