Charles Kinbote: "One minute before his death, as we were crossing from his demesne to mine... a Red Admirable...came dizzily whirling around us like a colored flame. Once or twice we had already noticed the same individual, at that same time, on that same spot, where the low sun finding an aperture...splashed the brown sand with a last radiance... One's eyes could not follow the rapid butterfly as it flashed and vanished, and flashed again, with an almost frightening imitation of conscious play which now culminated in its settling upon my delighted friend's sleeve...Then the tide of the shade reached the laurels, and the magnificent, velvet-and-flame creature dissolved in it."

Shade could not have written about it and,only then, got up to walk along with Kinbote for a knackle of nuts and a glass of Tokay,when he came across this same butterfly.What strikes me most in Shade's lines is how he brings up minute details, which he couldn't have seen from a distance, exceept through the eyes of his memory (the ink-blue wingtips flecked with white).

Kinbote spins a different story altogether. He explains the insertion of the butterfly in Shade's poem, and their subsequent stroll cum Red Admiral, by informing,quite casually, that it was "the same individual" which both had encountered before in curious situations. He adds a mysterious and magical mood into his report, an "almost frightening imitation of conscious play". He also creates a "phaneros" ( Boyd's Orphic Phanes, or "a flame that appears and vanishes...). He also exalts its red color, unlike Shade. Kinbote's "ominous" Vanessa is, indeed, a Red admiral, "a colored flame" or a "velvet-and-flame" creature. Although he mentions the sand, like Shade did in his verse, and an approaching "tide of the shade" that "dissolves it" Kinbote's (insistently) flaming insect settles on Shade's sleeve, not on the sand.*

*-There are too many links irradiating from the simplest word and, naturally, most are automatically rejected by reason. So they are hard to come by in a normal train of thought, except when a secondary association brings them back, or the google-search. For example, I always knew that moths in Brazil are named "mariposas" and "bruxas" (witches) and, unlike the Spanish for 'mariposa", our butterflies are called "borboletas". Therefore, a recognizable link between certain lepidoptera and witches, besides the report of legends from other countries and from different sources, was always present in my subconscious recollection without rising to the surface. In my culture, when a moth (the big dark-winged kind) flies into one's house it is a good-luck sign. If it touches the inhabitant with its body or winds it is interpreted as a signal from a dead-person who wants to greet the person it contacts. Bruxas or Mariposas have distinct kinds of antennae, unlike the butterfly's. They have nocturnal habits and, most distinctively, they perch with open wings, unlike butterflies which prefer to rest their wings in a vertical position.

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