Treasure Island

Mary Elizabeth Coleridge

(23 September 1861 – 25 August 1907)

L'oiseau bleu


The lake lay blue below the hill.
O'er it, as I looked, there flew
Across the waters, cold and still,
A bird whose wings were palest blue.

The sky above was blue at last,
The sky beneath me blue in blue.
A moment, ere the bird had passed,
It caught his image as he flew.

Submitted: Thursday, April 01, 2010

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