Trying their wings once more in hopeless flight: Blind moths against the wires of window screens. Anything. Anything for — X.J. Kennedy, The Lords of Misrule: Poems 1992–2001
Trying their wings once more in hopeless flight: Blind moths against the wires of window screens. Anything. Anything for — X.J. Kennedy, The Lords of Misrule: Poems 1992–2001
Trying their wings once more in hopeless flight: Blind moths against the wires of window screens. Anything. Anything for — X.J. Kennedy, The Lords of Misrule: Poems 1992–2001
Trying their wings once more in hopeless flight: Blind moths against the wires of window screens. Anything. Anything for — X.J. Kennedy, The Lords of Misrule: Poems 1992–2001
Trying their wings once more in hopeless flight: Blind moths against the wires of window screens. Anything. Anything for — X.J. Kennedy, The Lords of Misrule: Poems 1992–2001
Trying their wings once more in hopeless flight: Blind moths against the wires of window screens. Anything. Anything for — X.J. Kennedy, The Lords of Misrule: Poems 1992–2001
Trying their wings once more in hopeless flight: Blind moths against the wires of window screens. Anything. Anything for — X.J. Kennedy, The Lords of Misrule: Poems 1992–2001
Trying their wings once more in hopeless flight: Blind moths against the wires of window screens. Anything. Anything for — X.J. Kennedy, The Lords of Misrule: Poems 1992–2001
Trying their wings once more in hopeless flight: Blind moths against the wires of window screens. Anything. Anything for — X.J. Kennedy, The Lords of Misrule: Poems 1992–2001
Trying their wings once more in hopeless flight: Blind moths against the wires of window screens. Anything. Anything for — X.J. Kennedy, The Lords of Misrule: Poems 1992–2001
Trying their wings once more in hopeless flight: Blind moths against the wires of window screens. Anything. Anything for — X.J. Kennedy, The Lords of Misrule: Poems 1992–2001
Trying their wings once more in hopeless flight: Blind moths against the wires of window screens. Anything. Anything for — X.J. Kennedy, The Lords of Misrule: Poems 1992–2001
Trying their wings once more in hopeless flight: Blind moths against the wires of window screens. Anything. Anything for — X.J. Kennedy, The Lords of Misrule: Poems 1992–2001
Trying their wings once more in hopeless flight: Blind moths against the wires of window screens. Anything. Anything for — X.J. Kennedy, The Lords of Misrule: Poems 1992–2001
Trying their wings once more in hopeless flight: Blind moths against the wires of window screens. Anything. Anything for — X.J. Kennedy, The Lords of Misrule: Poems 1992–2001
Trying their wings once more in hopeless flight: Blind moths against the wires of window screens. Anything. Anything for — X.J. Kennedy, The Lords of Misrule: Poems 1992–2001
Trying their wings once more in hopeless flight: Blind moths against the wires of window screens. Anything. Anything for — X.J. Kennedy, The Lords of Misrule: Poems 1992–2001
Trying their wings once more in hopeless flight: Blind moths against the wires of window screens. Anything. Anything for — X.J. Kennedy, The Lords of Misrule: Poems 1992–2001
Trying their wings once more in hopeless flight: Blind moths against the wires of window screens. Anything. Anything for — X.J. Kennedy, The Lords of Misrule: Poems 1992–2001
Trying their wings once more in hopeless flight: Blind moths against the wires of window screens. Anything. Anything for — X.J. Kennedy, The Lords of Misrule: Poems 1992–2001
Trying their wings once more in hopeless flight: Blind moths against the wires of window screens. Anything. Anything for — X.J. Kennedy, The Lords of Misrule: Poems 1992–2001
Trying their wings once more in hopeless flight: Blind moths against the wires of window screens. Anything. Anything for — X.J. Kennedy, The Lords of Misrule: Poems 1992–2001
Trying their wings once more in hopeless flight: Blind moths against the wires of window screens. Anything. Anything for — X.J. Kennedy, The Lords of Misrule: Poems 1992–2001
Trying their wings once more in hopeless flight: Blind moths against the wires of window screens. Anything. Anything for — X.J. Kennedy, The Lords of Misrule: Poems 1992–2001
Trying their wings once more in hopeless flight: Blind moths against the wires of window screens. Anything. Anything for — X.J. Kennedy, The Lords of Misrule: Poems 1992–2001
Trying their wings once more in hopeless flight: Blind moths against the wires of window screens. Anything. Anything for — X.J. Kennedy, The Lords of Misrule: Poems 1992–2001
Trying their wings once more in hopeless flight: Blind moths against the wires of window screens. Anything. Anything for — X.J. Kennedy, The Lords of Misrule: Poems 1992–2001
Trying their wings once more in hopeless flight: Blind moths against the wires of window screens. Anything. Anything for — X.J. Kennedy, The Lords of Misrule: Poems 1992–2001
Trying their wings once more in hopeless flight: Blind moths against the wires of window screens. Anything. Anything for — X.J. Kennedy, The Lords of Misrule: Poems 1992–2001
Trying their wings once more in hopeless flight: Blind moths against the wires of window screens. Anything. Anything for — X.J. Kennedy, The Lords of Misrule: Poems 1992–2001
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Trying their wings once more in hopeless flight: Blind moths against the wires of window screens. Anything. Anything for a fix of light. X. J. Kennedy, "Street Moths," The Lords of Misrule

— X.J. Kennedy, The Lords of Misrule: Poems 1992–2001
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