Shadow — Summary

A-sway, On red rose, A golden butterfly . . . And on my heart a butterfly Night-wing'd.

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At first, the poem gives us a lovely image: a golden butterfly swaying on a red rose. It’s a moment of delicate beauty, full of color and gentle movement. Then the speaker turns inward and shares a startling contrast—another butterfly rests on her heart, but this one has dark, night-colored wings. The mood changes instantly from light to something heavier. That nighttime butterfly feels like a quiet sorrow, a grief or a shadow she carries inside. The outer world is bright and alive, but her inner world is touched by something somber. The poem’s brevity makes the shift hit harder; without any explanation, we feel the weight of that hidden, dark-winged feeling. The title, “Shadow,” points to this inner darkness. The golden butterfly is a fleeting real sight, but the night-winged one stays on the heart. Crapsey captures how a beautiful moment can be shadowed by an inner sadness, using just a few carefully chosen words.

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