How can the butterfly
live here?
It turns yellow & red
among spiraling leaves.
Take it home
and spread its dry wings.
There are veins here
as white as your hands
And blue lacing
branching to a meandering
compromise. How can this
be? It's as if
This bleached wanderer
had conjured a flower
& taken wing.
live here?
It turns yellow & red
among spiraling leaves.
Take it home
and spread its dry wings.
There are veins here
as white as your hands
And blue lacing
branching to a meandering
compromise. How can this
be? It's as if
This bleached wanderer
had conjured a flower
& taken wing.
