Katherine Mansfield Poems
|42.||When I Was A Bird||12/31/2002|
|44.||Deaf House Agent||12/31/2002|
|45.||Very Early Spring||12/31/2002|
|46.||A Joyful Song Of Five||12/31/2002|
|47.||Fairy Tale (2)||12/31/2002|
|49.||Evening Song Of The Thoughtful Child||12/31/2002|
|50.||In The Rangitaki Valley||12/31/2002|
|52.||A Fine Day||12/31/2002|
|53.||On A Young Lady's Sixth Anniversary||12/31/2002|
|55.||A Little Girl's Prayer||12/31/2002|
|56.||A Day In Bed||12/31/2002|
|59.||A Few Rules For Beginners||12/31/2002|
|61.||Across The Red Sky||12/31/2002|
|65.||A Little Boy's Dream||12/31/2002|
Comments about Katherine Mansfield
Now's the time when children's noses
All become as red as roses
And the colour of their faces
Makes me think of orchard places
Where the juicy apples grow,
And tomatoes in a row.
And to-day the hardened sinner
Never could be late for dinner,
But will jump up to the table
Just as soon as he is able,
Ask for three times hot roast mutton--
Oh! the shocking little glutton.
Come then, find your ball and racket,
Pop into your winter jacket,
With the lovely bear-skin lining.
While the sun is brightly shining,
Let us run and play 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?