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Visit
Patch of wet sand there
by the water's edge
Packed with butterfl ies
doing what -- drinking?
Till one tottered upward
to circle me, then others,
One or two at a time,
and for a moment
I had going around me
in the playful silence
A big wreath of butterfl ies,
that broke away then
And went staggering high
above the Matilija