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opening the cabin

August 6, 2014

There’s an endless supply of moths
in the old cabin every year.
Not noble monarchs,
delicate butterflies
Just erratic miller moths.

Each year we return
Evicting tyrants
to usher them away
and outside they await
until we return no more


From → dverse, poetry

  1. why is it…a cabin full of moths is creepy, but one of butterflies delightful?

  2. and outside they await
    until we return no more

    As always the case those bent on being a nuisance will continue in their mission even when given half a chance. Nicely Bill!


  3. Glenn Buttkus permalink

    Puts me in mind of the Mothman prophesies; our cabin had a lot more issues with spiders & pack rats, but your poem is a bang on 40 word epic; thanks, Bill.

  4. *smile* — _double_ *smile* ! I really can picture it, the exhausting fight over the premises. This was really an enjoyable poem!

  5. The last line left me thinking. Nature is patient. Good short write.

  6. oh..that’s scary for kids..but like you have’s their territory and they don’t want to be disturbed

  7. showing their patience…tyrants never leave…

  8. Moths are not just drawn to a flame.

    • I left my laptop on the kitchen table and we went down the mountain and came back to about 50 of them buzzing merrily about. My poor daughter hates them, so it was back to work. You can check out the mountain we visit at

      we are really just temporary interruptions to the natural order of things here, nobody stays year round, it gets 20 feet of snow in the winter

  9. I can see them fluttering round the porch light of my childhood too ๐Ÿ™‚

    • I don’t know how they get inside, but it’s an old log cabin, must be cracks and they are persistent

  10. As much as I dislike moths, even they have a sort of beauty of you look. Great poem!

    • Yes, but millers in great numbers bash into you and thunk against things all night. They are a reminder that this is their home.

  11. Sounds like you share your cabin with some forces of nature.

  12. Well done Bill, I like that idea of the moths waiting outside until you leave.

  13. Ha ha. A reminder that we are only hosts in this planet.

  14. Moths are anticipated regular summer inhabitants–along with their more desireable companions: fireflies and crickets (although speaking of moths destroying clothes, unfortunately, those chirping crickets have that nasty habit, as well). Do enjoy your vacation.

  15. I think it is interesting that they are just “miller moths” would the butterfly be welcome?

    • maybe, Millers just fly around the light bumping into you, thumping against things – I am sure they have their place in the order of things, but delivering beauty…. not exactly

      lovely things always seem to get extra chances ๐Ÿ™‚

  16. I love your metaphors here…about humans and moths.

    By the way…I have a big phobia of moths…I’m so scared of them.

    Amazing piece my friend. ๐Ÿ™‚

    • thanks – I’m glad you got that.

      My daughter too is freaked out by them. Tough sledding every year for her.

  17. Ha, those moths do have it figured out, don’t they? Neither human nor moth likes to share the space.

  18. They lurk…all so true ๐Ÿ™‚

  19. Yes, them and bugs and mosquitoes ~ Enjoy your cabin, smiles ~

  20. Ugh, yeah, when I leave my porch light on, the moths swam out there… have to rush out so no moths get in… smiles

    • I don’t know how, but these guys keep coming in… I guess they just defeat log cabins.

  21. just visiting .. I love that thought.. moths generally seek the lights now in august.. but I’ve never had an invasion like that.

  22. I love the gravity of this; powerful. “Evicting tyrants” — nice.

  23. ha – they know you’re just temporary guests in their kingdom… just don’t let them eat all your clothes

  24. I wonder how they would write the poem about you!…Quite similarly… very nice one.

  25. ha. they know to wait their turn….they may let you have it for the season…but turn your back…and they will return….smiles….

  26. they know a good thing when they see one . . . love the push pull feel of humans and moths . . . until no more.

    • yes, what’s more ephemeral than a moth, or more lasting than the fact that they will be in the pine forest long after we have left it.

  27. An annoying ritual, but I felt there was some beauty in it too. =)

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