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  • Moths XXIV
  • Marina Weiss (bio)

His absence     alights

    on whatever mess I’ve made

        for dinner, and it is stricken.

            Keats says “death-moth”

        in the “Ode on Melancholy,”

        death-moth, death-moth, the sound

            fills your whole mouth.

    Through this and other methods

        the moths have got inside me. [End Page 161]

Marina Weiss

Marina Weiss’s poetry is published or forthcoming in Tin House, Narrative, Canteen, Parallax, Painted Bride Quarterly, and elsewhere. She’s a former entomologist, an avid etymologist, and a research assistant in Columbia University Medical Center’s Department of Behavioral Medicine.

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