Poem: Lessons of History

 Lessons of History

shelves of books

lean beggarly

to prop each others’ isolation.

 

genius festers

under slabs of dust,

wise yet antiquated

 

in an old man’s condo.

 

a moth,

color of the last leaf

of a miniature autumn,

 

settles,

meek in its finitude,

on a spine.

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5/28/24 ... "a" replaces "his"  (no, I don't know what I'm doing)

1/5   ...   "his" replaces "a" 

this is a poem about my father