I'd never seen a butterfly
in town before.
On Calle Dos de Mayo
in Cuautla
there was one,
red, black and big
and beautiful
and
making stops
at
all the same
shop windows
I went staring at.
Phillip Hill 2007
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(This poem is included in my book The Observation Car which is available at http://www.lulu.com/content/2588218)



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