Luna moth and its eye spot (photograph)‘The Luna Moth, the Poet, and Philosopher’ by Phillip Whidden The Society September 28, 2017 Beauty, Poetry 3 Comments “Carlotta Capuccino [in her article], ‘Plato’s Ion and the Ethics of Praise,’ takes the . . . view that poetry deploys ‘groundless praise’ and ‘promotes a dogmatic and passive style of life and thought,’ and so is ‘essentially incompatible with philosophy.’” ~ http://ndpr.nd.edu/news/plato-and-the-poets/ The pupa waits. Dogmatically it will Become a Luna moth. It waits in sleep Or something like a sleep. It waits, is still, Or nearly still, its waiting patience deep. Sometimes it makes a sound. Sometimes it moves But mostly it is passive in its wait. Full incarnation comes when it approves; Emerges into beauty; finds the state It meditated on in its cocoon. It never had to think. The Luna spreads Its perfect wings and if a coded rune Is on each wing, a colored mystery sheds __No logic, meaning, or direction for ____Our minds. We do not need to ask for more. Phillip Whidden is a poet published in America, England, Scotland (and elsewhere) in book form, online, and in journals. He has also had an article on Wilfred Owen’s “Dulce et Decorum est” published in The New Edinburgh Review. www.phillipwhidden.com Related Post ‘Sing Me Not’ by Oliver Mort Goddess, sing me not, that barbaric yawp of man’s puny sorrows. He wants to swap his countless ills, not go down to Hades. The dogs and vultures wa... Tell the world:FacebookTwitterTumblrPinterestRedditLinkedInEmail 3 Responses Amy Foreman September 28, 2017 Lovely. Reply Satyananda Sarangi September 29, 2017 Greetings Sir. Quite thoughtful and rich in meaning. Best wishes & Regards Reply James Sale October 10, 2017 Really like this poem – it says so much in a compact form. Well done – beautiful. Reply Leave a Reply Cancel Reply Your email address will not be published.CommentName* Email* Website Notify me of follow-up comments by email. Notify me of new posts by email.