Butterfly Visitations, continued

 9-11-2022  

Today as I worked on my infuriating sprinkler system, I saw a Painted Lady. The first one this year.  I remember the wonder of Spring, 2019, when millions of them flew through the streets of southern California.  It was a very good year. Rains at just the right time made possible a historic hatch of these fast flyers.  Strangers bonded over a phenomenon that was grace passing over us all.

 

After viewing The Tragedy of Macbeth

 1-29-2022    

After Viewing “The Tragedy of Macbeth”

 

Once graced by generous kingly presence

the inexorable warrior liege did

Bestride the ramparts, 

guardsafed the bonny banks and braes,

halls of honor earned by forfeit of precious blood and treasure.

Sterile castle, now shelled of love’s collected measure

the mind o’erthrown, and clarity of reason

Stay glaciate heart of betrayal and treason.

Silent vaulted rooms shadow the second forfeit 

stripped of sober noble glory, lost forever and forever

To endless night of dust and death.

No candle’s flame can sear this stain

nor basin of clear water shrive his name.