butterfly songs

Is it necessary that
every day should be comfortable?

We live
Govern'd by the Minor Drama
of holding it all together,
pretending

The Mood is passed.

I heard the Butterflies,
their songs
in the hot days of August
have short sojourns

. . . . . . .

The OED word of the day for the erasure poem is 'dog day.'

Despite the fact that dogs reportedly outnumber children in Seattle, we are blessed with few dog days. We are also blessed with a Japanese paper store, where I found this blank journal that takes the ink & watercolor pretty well, though in the sky you can just barely see the writing on the other side of the page.