Curtain Call

A wonderful poem from Ron Lafayette for you to enjoy:

Scrambled, Not Fried

Curtain Call

Buckets of lobster shells
empty into a half-dozen
50-gallon drums
distributed among tables
scattered across the familial lawn.

A momentary dragonfly 
hovered over the mourners’ heads,
lingering only long enough
so that half of those who witnessed it
mistook it for a hummingbird
while everyone else, awestruck,
mistook it for a monarch butterfly,
the recently departed’s favorite.

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dVerse Poets
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