This poem is taken from Stand 239, 21(3) September - November 2023.

Lynne Hjelmgaard Two Poems
The Butterflies from Buga

I’ve never seen the butterflies from Buga,
          but somehow wish I had.
                    It’s not a city but a village with a small post office.

There are old-fashioned letter boxes, and a peeling-green shutter
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