It gives a thrill to see a firefly
in New York, and it seems like this this year there are more fireflies than
usual. Siv Cedering has a wonderful poem
What explanation is given for the phosphorous light
That you, as boy, went out to catch
When summer dusk turned to night.
You caught the fire-flies, put them in a jar,
Careful to let in some air,
Then you fed them dandelions, unsure
Of what such small and fleeting things
Need, and when
Their light grew dim, you
Let them go.
--full poem from the Oregon
--Siv Cedering, Letters
From the Floating World, University of Pittsburgh Press, 1984.
photo credit: jamelah
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