Sea View Window
by John Chester Lewis
One by one
With her slow motion hollow handclap
She imprisoned little dragon and butterflies
As they traveled freely
Up and down a sea view window
Opposite drops salty, wet and small
And when she had walked outside to unfold her hands
Each individual creature hesitated in her palm
Maybe, a combination of shock and appreciation
Before continuing down the shore
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