Flitter, flitter, through the twilight, Pipistrello: Where the moonshine glitters Waver thy swart wings, Darting hither, thither, Swift as wheeling swallow. Where the shadows gather In and out thou flittest, Flitter, flitter, Waver, waver, Pipistrello. Thin thy faint aerial song is, Thin and fainter than the shrilling Of the gnats thou chasest wildly, But how delicately dainty -- Thin and faint and wavering also, In the high sweet upper air, Where the gnats weave endless mazes In their pyramidal dances -- And thy dusky wings go flutter, Flutter, flutter, Waver, waver, But without a sound or rustle Through the purple air of twilight. Flitter, flitter, flutter, flitter, Pipistrello. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE GREY ROCK by WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS THE CHURCH-PORCH by GEORGE HERBERT TO THE BOY by ELIZABETH CLEMENTINE DODGE KINNEY JAMES BARR AMES by HARRY RANDOLPH BLYTHE ON HIS WIFE, AN EPITAPH by WILLIAM BROWNE (1591-1643) TOWARDS DEMOCRACY: PART 3. THESE POPULATIONS by EDWARD CARPENTER |