"People who daily expect to encounter fabulous realities run smack into them again and again. They keep their minds open for their eyes." (Ken Macrorie)
Monday, June 13, 2011
If I Never Saw Another Butterfly
I would recall this Great Spangled Fritillary, wings spread like a wool cape, about flower stalk, balanced against breeze, burning like Terezin children's poems and drawings, last gifts lighting darkest days.
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