A Dusted Smudge (Quadrille #130)

newspaper on gray concrete floor

A dusted smudge โ€“ the moth has left its mark
on the smooth painted plaster where I struck it,
with a rolled up newspaper.
It flaps uselessly,
its body too cumbersome, a primitive concept.
A dying form.
The moth or the newspaper you ask?

Mish is hosting at dVerse Poets Pub for Quadrille Monday, using the word ‘smudge’. See details at this link:https://dversepoets.com/2021/06/14/quadrille/ and read some great responses.

17 thoughts on “A Dusted Smudge (Quadrille #130)

    1. The demise of newspapers was at the forefront of my mind when I wrote this. My children don’t read newspapers at all- but get all their news electronically. What will I swat insects with when I can no longer buy papers ๐Ÿ˜ฎ .

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