Dynamo, sprite,
who hangs in space,
a blur of lace,
diphthong of grace,
quivering tutu
of fanning wings,
you whirrer who stares
into the eyelashes
of my pink rhododendron,
you start, you stop,
you lift, you drop,
you dart and flash,
then dip to sip,
you are a bullet of green
shimmer, miniature
master of reverse
and evanescence.
Dianne Silvestri, author of the chapbook Necessary Sentiments, has had poems in Naugatuck River Review, Poetry South, The Main Street Rag, Barrow Street, Burningword Literary Review, JAMA, The Comstock Review, and elsewhere. She performs local readings and directs Natick’s Morse Poetry Group. She lives in Massachusetts with her husband.
