Anne Morrow Lindbergh
Anne Morrow Lindbergh Poems
- Testament But how can I live without you?- she cried. ...
- The Unicorn in Captivity Here sits the Unicorn In ...
- Bare Tree Already I have shed the leaves of youth, stripped ...
- Within the Wave Within the hollow wave there lies a ...
- Interior Tree Burning tree upon the hill and burning tree ...
Anne Morrow Lindbergh (née Anne Spencer Morrow; June 22, 1906 – February 7, 2001) was an American author, aviator, and the spouse of fellow aviator Charles Lindbergh. She was an acclaimed author whose books and articles spanned the genres of poetry to non-fiction, touching upon topics as diverse as youth and age; love and marriage; peace, solitude and contentment, as well as the role of women in the 20th century. Lindbergh's Gift from the Sea stands as a seminal work in feminist literature. more »
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''One can never pay in gratitude; one can only pay "in kind" somewhere else in life.''Anne Morrow Lindbergh (b. 1906), U.S. author. North to the Orient, ch. 19 (1935).
''There are no signposts in the sky to show a man has passed that way before. There are no channels marked. The flier breaks each second into new uncharted seas.''Anne Morrow Lindbergh (b. 1906), U.S. author. North to the Orient, ch. 1 (1935).
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Within the Wave
Within the hollow wave there lies a world,
gleaming glass-perfect, rising to be hurled
into a thousand fragments on the sand,
driven by tide's inexorable hand.
Now in the instant while disaster towers,
I glimpse the land more beautiful than ours,
another sky, more lapis-lazuli,
lit by unsetting suns, another sea
by no horizon bound, another shore,
glistening with shells I never saw before.
Smooth mirror of the present, poised between
the crest's "becoming" and the foam's "has-been" -
how luminous the landscape seen across
the crystal ...