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Here's a sonnet about a different time and a different place:

Bali Sonnet

As dragonfly does beating wings advance

Through aether's mists of magic making spells

To Drop and dive thus carve a feasting prance

Oer manned village propp'd upon the tell

Four his wings, to chase the darting fire fly

As one may capture love in well sung song

Six the legs to seize upon perch or pray

Yet daytime moment's stay will end ere long

Aware the silhouette that lofts on high

Portends the cleaving moment all must know

The quick on earth must like the dragons die

Both chaste and those who carnal pleasures know

Heed the sound, that gamelan sweetly chatters

Sacred dance where every movement matters.

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