FireFlies (Lampyridae)

I:

Fireflies labor 

As talented metalsmiths do

A lifetime spent learning their craft

Guilding the tops

Of the buttressed dark trees

Like glittering

Centuries old Spanish cathedral domes

Myself and the dogs

And whatever wild animals lurk

The only congregation

In the Sanctuary below.

II:

The roar of the landing gear

Dragging against the night air

Upon approach

To JFK...

The filaments of a gazillion lightbulbs fulgurating

In millions of houses

In hundreds of cities

There below in the black soup

Traffic lights

Flame green, yellow and red

In tandem

Corrugating rivers of glimmering traffic

Unknown

And anonymous...