III. NATURE - VII. THE BUTTERFLY'S DAY

________________________________________________

NATURE: VII. THE BUTTERFLY'S DAY

From cocoon forth a butterfly
As lady from her door
Emerged -- a summer afternoon --
Repairing everywhere,

Without design, that I could trace,
Except to stray abroad
On miscellaneous enterprise
The clovers understood.

Her pretty parasol was seen
Contracting in a field
Where men made hay, then struggling hard
With an opposing cloud,

Where parties, phantom as herself,
To Nowhere seemed to go
In purposeless circumference,
As 't were a tropic show.

And notwithstanding bee that worked,
And flower that zealous blew,
This audience of idleness
Disdained them, from the sky,

Till sundown crept, a steady tide,
And men that made the hay,
And afternoon, and butterfly,
Extinguished in its sea.

Content of NATURE: VII. THE BUTTERFLY'S DAY [Emily Dickinson's poems collection: Second Series [Series 2]]

Read next: III. NATURE#VIII. THE BLUEBIRD

Read previous: III. NATURE#VI. THE ROBIN

Table of content of Second Series [Series 2]


GO TO TOP OF SCREEN

Post your review
Your review will be placed after the table of content of this book