Katherine Mansfield

(14 October 1888 – 9 January 1923 / Wellington)

Katherine Mansfield Poems

1. The Meeting 9/10/2015
2. The Quarrel 12/31/2002
3. Sanary 12/31/2002
4. The Sea-Child 1/3/2003
5. Sea Song 12/31/2002
6. The Opal Dream Cave 12/31/2002
7. The Arabian Shawl 12/31/2002
8. The Gulf 12/31/2002
9. Villa Pauline 12/31/2002
10. The Town Between The Hills 12/31/2002
11. The Awakening River 12/31/2002
12. To L. H. B. (1894-1915 ) 12/31/2002
13. Song Of Karen, The Dancing Child 12/31/2002
14. The Candle 12/31/2002
15. The Wounded Bird 12/31/2002
16. Night-Scented Stock 1/3/2003
17. Song Of The Little White Girl 12/31/2002
18. There Is A Solemn Wind Tonight 1/3/2003
19. Secret Flowers 4/2/2010
20. The Storm 12/31/2002
21. Spring Wind In London 12/31/2002
22. The Family 12/31/2002
23. Sea 12/31/2002
24. Waves 12/31/2002
25. The Pillar Box 12/31/2002
26. Out In The Garden 12/31/2002
27. The Man With The Wooden Leg 12/31/2002
28. Opposites 12/31/2002
29. The Black Monkey 12/31/2002
30. When I Was A Bird 12/31/2002
31. The Earth-Child In The Grass 12/31/2002
32. Song By The Window Before Bed 12/31/2002
33. To God The Father 12/31/2002
34. The Secret 12/31/2002
35. Sorrowing Love 12/31/2002
36. Stars 12/31/2002
37. A New Hymn 12/31/2002
38. Very Early Spring 12/31/2002
39. Voices Of The Air 12/31/2002
40. Sleeping Together 12/31/2002
Best Poem of Katherine Mansfield

A Little Boy's Dream

To and fro, to and fro
In my little boat I go
Sailing far across the sea
All alone, just little me.
And the sea is big and strong
And the journey very long.
To and fro, to and fro
In my little boat I go.

Sea and sky, sea and sky,
Quietly on the deck I lie,
Having just a little rest.
I have really done my best
In an awful pirate fight,
But we cdaptured them all right.
Sea and sky, sea and sky,
Quietly on the deck I lie--

Far away, far away
From my home and from my play,
On a journey without end
Only with the sea for friend
And ...

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Sleeping Together

Sleeping together... how tired you were...
How warm our room... how the firelight spread
On walls and ceiling and great white bed!
We spoke in whispers as children do,
And now it was I--and then it was you
Slept a moment, to wake--"My dear,
I'm not at all sleepy," one of us said....

Was it a thousand years ago?

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