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Some mysterious cigar box calamity created this half formed creature,
but that caterpillar yet emerged as something close to a butterfly
even when the magic metamorphic moment was long delayed and forever gone,
and yet without a mandible it still cut away from its chrysalis's confining threads
and with its uncoiled tubular mouth it tried sucking up the long dried nectar
from a shriveled and fallen flower l had dropped into the box,
yet it emerged but with hopelessly crippled wings
that could only promise flight——
but I imagined it as a fully formed migrating monarch
with splayed wide red-black wings soaring its way
south to Mexico to live a freer life far longer
than as a silk shrouded prisoner in my father's cigar box.

  Richard Fein