Your artificial light gave out
Your garden has no security,
just the electronic sensor
that whispers
in husky unpredictable clicks
that accompany the moths
feeding in the darkness.
To your mind, to my mind
the world of the moths
will be replenished,
it is the resumption of the untold,
there is moon and phosphorescence.
Steve Griffiths has recently published a pamphlet, Updrafts (Fair Acre Press, 2020), and Weathereye: Selected Poems (2019). The latter contains work from seven previous collections, all but the first published by Seren Books and Cinnamon Press. His website is www.stevegriffithspoet.com.