Hello there!
I came across this poem by chance, and I am not disappointed; this is a gorgeous piece. Each new line builds a picture that becomes more vivid, and -appropriately- more haunting. I don't have a better word to describe it; it's not particularly gloomy, and it's not particularly fantastical, but it feels like there's so much more to what's there. Especially since you incorporated more than just the visual sense, with notes of listening to a "symphony of tickling whispers."
I also love that you chose a moth to use in your imagery. Moths and butterflies are creatures with such strong symbolism, and spirituality is consistent with many types. The Dead Head Hawk Moth usually represents the supernatural and death, the White Witch Moth typically represents magic and hauntings, etc. I may be preaching to the choir, here, but "moth" works so well with the theme of hauntings. That visual of a moth departing from ashes just gave me goosebumps, and I think this is why.
When forced to ask myself the question, with that last line, I think nature can be haunted too. And it's not something I would have thought much about myself, so I much appreciate the experience ~
10/10, amazing poem!
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