The Butterfly Hotel

Roger Robinson writes from a place somewhere between Trinidad and Brixton, an insider/outsider vantage point that leads him to see a state of alienation and unbelonging in Black British London that is perhaps no longer so visible to those who have no other world. Linking and deepening this exploration of this tension between tenacity and fragility is a series of poems that create the world of the butterfly as imagined from within and as observed from without, a metaphor that works at many levels.