The Butterfly - Pavel Friedmann
He was the last. Truly the last.
Such yellowness was bitter and blinding
Like the sun’s tear shattered on stone.
That was his true colour.
And how easily he climbed, and how high,
Certainly, climbing, he wanted
To kiss the last of my world.
I have been here seven weeks,
‘Ghettoized’
Who loved me have found me,
Daisies call to me,
And the branches also of the white chestnut in the yard.
But I haven’t seen a butterfly here.
That last one was the last one.
There are no butterflies, here, in the ghetto.
Pavel Friedmann, a young Jewish man from the Theresienstadt Ghetto wrote this poem during his time there. He was later deported to Auschwitz and died on 29 September 1944.
What do you think the tone of this poem is? please back it up with specific lines! and I don't get the theme of this poem.thanks!
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"He was the last. Truly the last.
Such yellowness was bitter and blinding
Like the sun’s tear shattered on stone."
The theme is freedom, or rather, the lack of it. The butterflies are a symbol of freedom and beauty in literature(in my unprofessional opinion). The lack of butterflies is the lack of freedom and hope.
"That last one was the last one."
I think Pavel was talking more about glimspes of freedom than of butterflies. That last taste of freedom he had before the Ghetto was the last taste of freedom he would ever get. He knew that.