| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Maureen Glaude on 09/02/06 at 04:49 PM always one of my fav. subjects of yours, and poems, and I still have my framed version of the Lythrum with butterfly on my best bookcase for all my best collections of books, publications I'm in, etc. Great to see this. I'll be going to the Niagara Butterfly Sanctuary if I get to the launch in Niagara in Oct. We read right near there. |
| Posted by Gregory O'Neill on 09/02/06 at 05:53 PM Hi Chris. Yes, what the caterpillar calls the end of the world, the Master calls a butterfly. The way they seem to dance in mid-air and their colors, they are truly flying flowers. Great poem. Thanks. |
| Posted by Quentin S Clingerman on 09/03/06 at 01:26 AM A fresh telling of the metamorphosis, a telling that never gets old. Lovely illustration. |
| Posted by Kristina Woodhill on 09/03/06 at 03:26 AM This is a beautiful description of this marvelous process. I'm always humbled and amazed at this change. |
| Posted by Ashok Sharda on 09/03/06 at 04:22 PM yes, thats how we ought to emerge from our cocoons and fly, fearless. beautiful, Chris. |
| Posted by Glenn Currier on 09/03/06 at 10:40 PM The title flew me to Google and the poem to a sense of awe and humility in the face of the miracles of nature. I couldn't help but think about the way members of our own species often come out of the brown batterings of life life to a more beautiful form. The author of this poem a case in point. Lovely poem, Chris. |
| Posted by David R Spellman on 09/05/06 at 12:36 AM Not many things quite as beautiful as the simple butterfly nor as complex as its metamorphosis. All wonderfully described here... |
| Posted by Mara Meade on 09/05/06 at 08:10 PM I am always in awe of this phenomena, and you captured it so well in this poem. I also love the picture. |
| Posted by Rula Shin on 09/05/06 at 09:15 PM A beautiful piece you have here Chris (along with the picture) - the Lepidopteran has both such literal and metaphorical beauty, and you have captured both in my mind. |
| Posted by Philip F De Pinto on 09/07/06 at 10:55 AM this reorganization of molecules and wings flapping towards heaven, are something much wished for. hopefully this reorganization brings out the better in me and hopefully these wings are my own and not waxen so I can make that trip with the utmost confidence. |
