From Alligator in the Closet

Hi everyone,

Don’t worry, I’m not going to do this forever. But here’s another oldie goldie that turned up, this one from THE ALLIGATOR IN THE CLOSET, one of the titles that just went out of print.
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Death of a Wasp

Bumping at the windowpane
He fought against the solid air
That held him as a prisoner there,
But all his struggles were in vain.

Never comprehending glass
Clear as air that stopped him hard
And blocked his freedom to the yard,
Repeatedly he tried to pass.

Eventually he lost his fight
And perished on a sunny sill
Facing toward his freedom still,
Wings awry in broken flight.

He had a name, Trypoxylon,
A small but vibrant living thing
Who came in by the door in spring
And in a day or two was gone.

–(c) David L. Harrison

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