Poetry
Anisoptera
By Kevin Grauke
I see so few dragonflies these days, but
I did see one today. Just now, in fact.
It perched on the screen of the laptop
perched on my lap. I’m perched myself
on my porch, and I wrote this very line
as soon as it flew off. But until it did,
I stared, amazed at and by its delicacy,
its grace, and ancientness, too, knowing
they’ve been around longer than dinosaurs.
I’ve seen their filigrees fossilized in mud!
Nevertheless, there we were just a second
ago, together across the ages, at the end-
stage. It’s likely now to hit a windshield,
to leave just a smeared, fleeting trace.