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In Natural Time   poem  
Creators: Ellen Million (Writer), Deirdre / Wyld_Dandelyon (Editor)
An impending death prompts a gift.
Posted: 03/07/11      [1 Comment] ~ 100 words.
 

I remember being frightened
Of my own grandmother;
Of the rattle in her chest,
And the stunning reality of her mortality.

She was born in Kiffumiyi,
Before the boundary dropped;
Before the Empire came
And brought civilization.

But civilization can't stop death,
Even when it can almost stop time,
And keep butterflies so still,
You can't see them flutter.

I wasn't more than eight.
In first form, learning about licenses,
Studying basic mathematics,
Science and history.

We brought her a rose butterfly,
Because she'd always wanted one,
And because 'too late'
Was breathing down our necks.

It cost four months

Author's Notes

This poem came from the January 2010 Muse Fusion, prompted by Deirdre Murphy.

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