Elizabeth Jane Coatsworth
Elizabeth Jane Coatsworth Poems
|2.||Wise Sarah and the Elf||11/16/2015|
|3.||On a Night of Snow||11/16/2015|
|4.||Fly Low, Vermilion Dragon||8/3/2016|
|9.||Spring in China||9/7/2016|
|10.||Light of Love||9/7/2016|
|13.||Swift Things are Beautiful||9/7/2016|
|14.||The Bad Kittens||9/7/2016|
|15.||I Like to See a Thunderstorm||9/7/2016|
Wise Sarah and the Elf
"Is there anything,"
asked the goblin,
"you would like for yourself?
Should you like a little pony
or a gold ring?"
asked the elf.
"Should you like a jewelled bird
or a pair of magic shoes?
I like your looks extremely,
and you have only to choose."
But Sarah, very wisely,
kept walking down the path.
She fixed her eyes upon the ferns,
she would not look to see
where step by step beside her
walked the little gentleman
with a feathered cap upon his head
and buckles at his knee.
But still his voice
On a Night of Snow
Cat, if you go outdoors, you must walk in the snow.
You will come back with little white shoes on your feet,
little white shoes of snow that have heels of sleet.
Stay by the fire, my Cat. Lie still, do not go.
See how the flames are leaping and hissing low,
I will bring you a saucer of milk like a marguerite,
so white and so smooth, so spherical and so sweet —
stay with me, Cat. Outdoors the wild winds blow.