tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3139696084392272622.post8231734874014143899..comments2024-03-29T00:31:51.931+00:00Comments on HyperCRYPTICal: ButterflyhyperCRYPTICalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11967085628384237933noreply@blogger.comBlogger9125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3139696084392272622.post-88086542377080245622020-01-30T12:57:50.963+00:002020-01-30T12:57:50.963+00:00Well penned, the comparison of a child's innoc...Well penned, the comparison of a child's innocent wonder to the senseless greed of the adults in the room.Yvonne Osbornehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18212188414972694795noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3139696084392272622.post-75000221960156918552020-01-29T14:51:25.098+00:002020-01-29T14:51:25.098+00:00Your poem is the perfect mirror of our cruelty, in...Your poem is the perfect mirror of our cruelty, instinctive perhaps, but so destructive to every living thing around us. When will we outgrow this disregard, this self-centered survivalism that tells us all the world is ours to plunder? Perhaps when there's nothing left. I too mourn the butterflies--I plant gardens for them and the bees, but fewer and fewer come every year. A very speaking poem and accompanying essay.hedgewitchhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13090696134322515899noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3139696084392272622.post-85499038426218517212020-01-28T21:11:31.242+00:002020-01-28T21:11:31.242+00:00Our curiosity and our eagerness to change everythi...Our curiosity and our eagerness to change everything is a lot like a little boy ripping the wings from a butterfly... and we do it knowing it means maiming the nature and us.brudberghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12563403553536472377noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3139696084392272622.post-3831103734196028622020-01-28T13:52:02.029+00:002020-01-28T13:52:02.029+00:00Being destructive is the sole purpose as it were! ...Being destructive is the sole purpose as it were! So from childhood to being adults 'ripping off' everything goes on and in the process there's so much loss. Imagine a world without insects! Humans will of course fade out as a consequence then. SO lovely to read your lines.Sumana Royhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17333363799083094084noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3139696084392272622.post-16929072529804642202020-01-28T11:16:15.673+00:002020-01-28T11:16:15.673+00:00A fine poem and great contribution to the weekly e...A fine poem and great contribution to the weekly earthweal challenge, Anna -- the image of a boy ripping off the wings of a tender butterfly is writ large in humanity's tearing into nature for selfish ends -- Also that selfishness belies the indifference one species has toward all the others. When that species is as conscious as we are, though, it is something to grow out of ... I think that our earlier states of mind are present in children, that bland blind unsympathetic gaze toward nature is what exhibits in little children and American Republicans. (Joke there.) Your notes were an excellent addition here and Brooke Jarvis' NYT piece is truly alarming, I read it a few years ago and have had to habituate to the idea of an ever-more-silent world as insects and their food chains vanish. Great work, Anna, thanks again so much for contributing it to earthweal.Brendanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03983584155125369291noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3139696084392272622.post-9021208410441400702020-01-28T00:46:03.403+00:002020-01-28T00:46:03.403+00:00I can feel the ripped wings of the butterfly. I v...I can feel the ripped wings of the butterfly. I visited a butterfly sanctuary a couple of years ago and it was the most amazing sight ever. They were so beautiful fluttering here and there. A couple landed on me and I stood so still as to not disturb the moment. We need to keep these precious butterflies safe. Truedessahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09079953417572207613noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3139696084392272622.post-75287581371342352712020-01-27T20:24:06.389+00:002020-01-27T20:24:06.389+00:00Such a powerful image--and true, stark truth. Som...Such a powerful image--and true, stark truth. Some children have realized this. Culpability spares no one. It is so good to read your words again!Susanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05723639294340760325noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3139696084392272622.post-65972104350985530822020-01-27T16:51:26.804+00:002020-01-27T16:51:26.804+00:00Oh, so true, from childhood to adults, we rip the ...Oh, so true, from childhood to adults, we rip the wings off everything. I am glad you spoke for the butterfly, Anna. I think of the vanishing bees and, after them, the vanishing food sources as they go unpollinated. We are beginning to pay a high price for the wanton excesses of the last fifty years. So happy you wrote for Earthweal.Sherry Blue Skyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01926508656571639801noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3139696084392272622.post-49781781555756497622020-01-27T15:43:50.258+00:002020-01-27T15:43:50.258+00:00Yes, I do think we often forget about insects. Th...Yes, I do think we often forget about insects. They indeed are integral to our life as we know it. Where would we be without the pollinators? The bees, of course, but also the butterflies. Sad that now parks, etc. have to make specific butterfly gardens where butterflies are protected. When I was a kid this was not necessary, and butterflies were everywhere. Yes, we humans have an art --- of ripping the wings off everything.....uncaringly. Thought-provoking words.Maryhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07366010389846904663noreply@blogger.com