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By Lucia Perillo

I live a small life, barely bigger than a speck,

barely more than a blip on the radar sweep

though it is not nothing, as the garter snake

climbs the rock rose shrub and the squirrel creeps

on bramble thorns. Not nothing to the crows

who heckle from the crowns of the last light’s trees

winterstripped of green, except for the boles

that ivy winds each hour round. See, the world is busy

and the world is quick, barely time for a spider

to suck the juice from a hawk moth’s head

so it can use the moth as a spindle that it wraps in fiber

while the moth constricts until it’s thin as a stick

you might think was nothing, a random bit

caught in a web coming loose from the window frame, in wind.


Source: Poetry (November 2018)

  • Living
  • Nature

Poet Bio

Lucia Perillo
Lucia Perillo grew up in the suburbs of New York City. She earned a BSc in wildlife management from McGill University in Montreal and worked for the U.S. Fish and Wildlife Service before earning an MA in English from Syracuse University. Perillo was diagnosed with multiple sclerosis when she was in her 30s. Her collection of essays, I've Heard the Vultures Singing (2005), is a clear-eyed and brazenly outspoken examination of her life as a person with disabilities. Perillo taught at Syracuse University, Southern Illinois University, Saint Martin's University, and in the Warren Wilson MFA program. Perillo was awarded a prestigious MacArthur ‘genius’ grant in 2000. Perillo lived in Olympia, Washington, until her death in 2016.  See More By This Poet

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