sábado, 19 de novembro de 2011

Madame Butterfly

Through atmospherics I hear you die again.
Death is white as your lover's uniform, as snow
When it covers the whiteness of almond petals.
Worse weather blows your papery house away.
Now I listen for the snow bunting's arrival,
A flute-note from crevices and rocky scree.

Michael Longley, Gorse Fires, Cape Poetry, 2009.

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