Radclyffe Hall

(1880 - 1943 / Bournemouth, Hampshire)

Radclyffe Hall Poems

121. Butterfly 8/14/2014

Comments about Radclyffe Hall

  • Rajnish Manga Rajnish Manga (8/14/2016 3:04:00 AM)

    I like the simplicity and sweetness of expression that goes into the poems of this wonderful Poet. Though, his early days were not so sporty, he definitely transformed his loneliness and energy into a class poetry. Thanks.

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Best Poem of 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!

Read the full of Butterfly

The Moon's Massage

The Moon looked in at the window,
And smiled as I wrote to you,
She lay like a frail white maiden,
In shadowy folds of blue.

Her bosom was bare and tender,
And slight, for she still was young,
And down from her dainty shoulders
A mantle of starlight hung.

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