Mourning

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This poem has a strong sense of disconnect in my opinion.

The first thing that come to mind; how old is the narrator?

Judging from the way the poem is narrated, the narrator would be an adult at the time of his death. Yet, these lines don't really make sense to me:

Its wings and legs came unglued. Puzzlingly,
it'd ceased to be,

Why would any adult be puzzled by a crushed dead bug? Could it be that the ghost is reminiscing his childhood? If so, what kind of child would say something like:

O, weary woman, too,
cry and cry and cry til your eyes turn blue.

?

Or are those lines a reference to what currently transpire at the time the narrative is spoken? But that can't be so because the woman isn't crying;

I wish she would lament as mothers do,
terribly, instead of cooing to herself,

And what on earth;

like scissors on a butterfly they move.

is suppose to mean?

Beautiful words forced in too much into the poem, making the allusions/metaphors nonsensical, contradictory and absurd.