Thursday, 16 May 2019


A metamorphosis in spring:
a sudden gust and then a lovely sight
a single petal from the Frühlingsgold
takes flight,
and twists and spins on its one wing
and I,
although I saw from whence it came, behold
above the border, in the azure sky,
a zany, half drunk Brimstone butterfly. 

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