"...where butterflies perch on teeth..." Bob Dylan, Nobel Acceptance Speech
Where Butterflies Perch On Teeth
On this snow quiet morning
before the new day's dawning
I finally had the time to review
my "watch later" list on YouTube.
I wandered aimlessly
through recordings of reality,
videography, pixelated digitally.
Clips put aside with the intention
of watching when I could pay attention.
On this snow quiet morning
before the new day's dawning,
I unexpectedly and happily found
profound words captured in the sound
of the voice of a prophetic poet
Bob Dylan, the Nobel laureate.
In his cadence, his rhythm, and rhyme
he uttered words that were so sublime,
they secured his literary designation,
and were themselves, a revelation.
On this snow quiet morning
as the new day is dawning,
I understand the meaning beneath
"where butterflies perch on teeth."
