Wednesday, June 16, 2010


This morning I sent three of my children off to day camp. (whew!)

My oldest was waiting for his friend to come pick him up for a trip to Great America (lucky kid!), so I decided to wait outside with him and get at least a little weeding done. It was on my list, and I wasn't quite ready to start writing (which is really the number one priority while the house is quiet).

All that to say - I hate mosquitoes. They are everywhere. As soon as my son was gone, I dashed inside, ready to do anything else that would not involve fighting mosquitoes.

Which makes my pick for poetry wednesday just a tad ironic. I guess I feel a need to seek out another perspective on the dreadfully annoying insect that I swear is a result of the Fall (Genesis 3) - God did not create mosquitoes. They must have had some other purpose in the Garden of Eden, although I cannot think of what would have been.

So here it is: another perspective on that dreaded insect.

valerie worth

There is more
To a mosquito
Than her sting
Or the way she sings
In the ear:

There are her wings
As clear
As windows,
There are the sleek
Velvets on her back;

She bends six
Slender knees,
And her eye, that
Sees the swatter,


Jenny Schroedel said...

This poem captures it well. Mosquitoes are a problem here in Hawaii. One of my friends actually vacuums the mosquitoes out of her room every night so she can sleep.

Molly Sabourin said...

I am with you on the mosquito loathing, Michelle! Their buzzing drives me c-r-a-z-y! I hope you have thoroughly enjoyed this week of somewhat quiet! Go on and write your little heart out!

Kris Livovich said...

Kids gone? An empty house? How do you not just lay on the couch and read all day? That's what I would do!

Right there with you on the mosquitos. I'm afraid I can find NOTHING good about them, poem or not!