Radclyffe Hall

(1880 - 1943 / Bournemouth, Hampshire)

Butterfly - Poem by Radclyffe Hall


Butterfly, butterfly, where are you going?
'Over the roses into the sky.'
Butterfly, butterfly, there is no knowing
When you'll come back again, so good-bye!

Butterfly, butterfly, summer is glowing,
But with the winter you too must die,
And your frail soul will be gently blowing
Upward to God on a rose's sigh.
Butterfly, butterfly, butterfly!

Comments about Butterfly by Radclyffe Hall

  • Rajnish Manga (8/14/2016 3:16:00 AM)

    The poem brings to fore the poet's love of nature and its beautiful objects. The life of a butterfly, its suppleness and its transient nature have been portrayed beautifully. The Poet will be remembered by his simplicity of expression and its sweetness. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, August 14, 2014

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