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Butterfly

Posted on April 8, 2016 in Poems

   Geisha,
   chalk love-death mask,
   silk wings pinned to a hope.
   Only Sharpless can see Lust’s doom
Wedding.
   Now the man in white and gold screws
   the delicate bug and leaves.
   Sorrow, blossoms,
   a knife.

The title of this cinquain refers to two things: the opera Madama Butterfly and to the style of cinquain that I employed, a butterfly.

Sharpless is the compassionate American consul who tries to talk the oversexed Pinkerton out of his plan of marrying — seducing — Butterfly

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