January 12, 2005

Butterfly caught in hat.....


        To Julia

I caught a swallow-tail inside my hat
To send you in a letter, redolent
Of sun and savage mountains, blossom too,
Lush grass and teeming flowers, bringing you
The Alpine breath:—
              But when I picked him out
He glowed so fiercely, not a feather dimmed,
His six legs waving protest, could I kill him?
Brilliant his blue eye-spots; his wings were saffron:
It would have been a blasphemy against Day.
He was life-holy. so I let him soar
Up, if he wished, to meet the glinting glacier.
He must shine, if he will, upon my page.

     --Joseph Braddock

Posted by John Weidner at January 12, 2005 5:46 PM
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