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"At Lunch I Freed A Dragonfly" by G.H. Mosson

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What’s that buzz as if paper being cut

when I exit the house to fetch some lunch?

I look up to spot a dragonfly

winging against the wood-topped carport.


I reach for my rake, with plastic tongs,

to nudge it to freedom. I try. It squirms.

Yet gentled toward the September sun,

it lurches and glints into the silence.





G.H. Mosson is the author of three books and three chapbooks of poetry, including Singing the Forge (Wasteland Press 2025), Family Snapshot as a Poem in Time (Finishing Line Press, 2019), and Questions of Fire (Plain View Press, 2009). His poetry and reviews have appeared widely in periodicals, and has poetry been nominated four times for the Pushcart Prize. He lives in Maryland. For more, seek www.ghmosson.com.

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