Blue Dasher Dragonfly — Image by kenne
The Dragonfly
Today I saw the dragonfly
Come from the wells where he did lie.
An inner impulse rent the veil
Of his old husk: from head to tail
Came out clear plates of sapphire mail.
He dried his wings: like gauze they grew;
Thro’ crofts and pastures wet with dew
A living flash of light he flew.
— Alfred Lord Tennyson
Becoming is Superior to Being 
Awesome image! Thank you, kenne
A beautiful poem on Blue Dasher Dragonfly
“Came out clear plates of sapphire mail…
A living flash of light he flew”.
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Thanks to introducing me to this short poem which attracted me immediately! Liked it so much that I did a short musical performance of it. Then, as things developed I found it was originally part of a poem about intense grief and sadness, which in a way makes its beauty even more striking.
And while I’m not much with a camera, I had to take a picture this summer of my own dragonfly which I put in the above post.
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Frank, I’m pleased you did more research on the Tennyson poem putting The Dragonfly into the context of the original poem. Good work on the part of you and Dave. Yes, I used it more from a nature point of view, which it is, but as you point out the full poem is about the death of a young friend. Thanks for using my post as a catalyze for your excellent post — loving it!
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