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The Language of Beetles
The Language of Beetles
Beetles are curiously
attracted to me,
perhaps I am
the beetle beacon.
Perhaps I am
a guidepost.
About four years ago
I found one hanging from
the screen door
of my rear porch,
been waiting there all night
and I
stood there,
like I knew his purpose.
I stood there
because a day earlier
and fifteen miles away
a large stag beetle
(the same kind as on my door)
flew directly into my chest
and fell to the ground
with a thud,
before shaking himself off
and flying away.
And so I stood in my doorway
with a glint of recognition.
Ever since each