A Moon In June

A Moon in JuneIn the almost dawn, the viridescent butterflies gathered and hovered in a formation ten thousand feet high. They were stacked layer upon layer, a million or more in each tier. Every morning for week, they had flown up and today all had arrived finally, they Turned EastCreating in their wake maelstroms that would roll unchecked across a naked continent as they passed over the shore line, a shadow jumped onto the water, a shadow a thousand miles wide, and raced on the wave tips, like...