Eastern Tiger Swallowtail

 

Eastern Tiger Swallowtail

Eastern Tiger Swallowtail

“Coincidences of pattern is one of the wonders of nature.”
–Vladimir Nabokov

The same evening he plugged himself
into an amplifier and lit up
with the neon of his young manhood,
there, all the time in the background,

as she searched for a place to rest
with the pressure of metamorphosis
knocking her out cold on the concrete patio
making it difficult in the next few weeks
to wash her hair or sit up straight

reading how Nabokov had snuffed
out the life of a silver-studded
butterfly and smelled the vanilla and musk
perfume of its wings on his fingertips.

She got better. He continued to play.
A bass guitar streamed from his  fingers
smelling of her hair as he dug a hole
in the backyard where a spider revolved
around its own hook.

She went to sleep and bathed herself,
an infant child in the dim light of a dream,
knew it was her by the startled look.

The next morning an Eastern Tiger Swallowtail
outside the garage with black wings and a blue band
sampled Hosta for hours and wouldn’t go away.

About Lenore Weiss

Lenore's collections include "Tap Dancing on the Silverado Trail" (2011) from Finishing Line Press, “Sh’ma Yis’rael” (2007) from Pudding House Publications, and "Cutting Down the Last Tree on Easter Island" (West End Press, 2012). Her writing has won recognition from Poets&Writers (finalist in California Voices contest) and as a finalist for Pablo Neruda Prize, Nimrod International Journal. The Society for Technical Communication has recognized her work regarding Technical Literacy in the schools. All material is copyrighted on this site and cannot be used without the author's permission.
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2 Responses to Eastern Tiger Swallowtail

  1. nina serrano says:

    Really? Really did you see an Eastern Tiger Swallowtail or just poetically?

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