Tuesday, August 12, 2014

The Butterfly upon the Sky

Emily Dickinson

The Butterfly upon the Sky,
That doesn't know its Name

And hasn't any tax to pay
And hasn't any Home

Is just as high as you and I,
And higher, I believe,

So soar away and never sigh
And that's the way to grieve —

Chance encounter Monday morning on the prairie east of Derby with an Eastern Tiger Swallowtail (Papilio glaucus) of the female variety (identifiable by the blue jewels at the base of her wings); brunch on a thistle. R.I.P. Robin Williams and all the others who have despaired.

1 comment:

Dianne Vincent Mitchell said...

I love that, Frank.