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 home.
a moth,
color of the last leaf
of a miniature autumn,
settles,
meek in its finitude,
on his spine.
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1/5 ... "his" replaces "a"
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