Today’s poem is part of a special launch schedule during National Poetry Month from April 1—30, 2024. I’ll be posting a new poem daily for 30 days, which will be sent out to all subscribers as a summary on April 9, 16, 24, and 30 and otherwise can be viewed for free in the archives here. Thank you for being here!
“BUTTERFLY II”
A butterfly, or a moth, enters the periphery of the glaze-eyed still, an interruption splitting time into fractions of first and last seconds. Honey-sepia gaze spills over, hot sun beats rainbow into clump, the scene is flung into a muddy, fluorescing bruise, every dream and wake, bone and break abandoned— a skittle-burst passing through someone else’s window: mine.
P.S.
The second of an ongoing series inspired by the butterfly’s multiverse of metaphors.