Today's poem is by Stephen Kampa
The Reclamation of Paradise
The butterflies' abrupt communiqué
Said all there was to say.
They would no longer serve as go-betweens
Or act behind the scenes
On our behalf; no stakeouts, hits, or raids.
Would stay unmapped, the beehives' inner rooms
Would hum untapped, and blooms
Of ageratum, goldenrod, and clover
Were theirs now. It was over.
We thought we'd had it all impeccably planned;
We could not understand
This metamorphosis, could not dissect
Their reasons to reject
Our glorious subversion, so we took
A long, hard look
At what we needed to succeed again
We started out where all those leads begin:
The net. The jar. The pin.
Copyright © 2009 Stephen Kampa All rights reserved
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