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© Katherine Mansfield
The Half-Soled-Boots-With-Toecaps-Child
Walked out into the street
And splashed in all the pubbles till
She had such shocking feet
On a Young Lady's Sixth Anniversary
© Katherine Mansfield
Baby Babbles--only one,
Now to sit up has begun.Little Babbles quite turned two
Walks as well as I and you.And Miss Babbles one, two, three,
Has a teaspoon at her tea.But her Highness at four
Now I am a Plant, a Weed...
© Katherine Mansfield
Now I am a plant, a weed,
Bending and swinging
On a rocky ledge;
And now I am a long brown grass
Night-Scented Stock
© Katherine Mansfield
White, white in the milky night
The moon danced over a tree.
"Wouldn't it be lovely to swim in the lake!"
Someone whispered to me.
Loneliness
© Katherine Mansfield
Through the sad dark the slowly ebbing tide
Breaks on a barren shore, unsatisfied.
A strange wind flows... then silence. I am fain
To turn to Loneliness, to take her hand,
Cling to her, waiting, till the barren land
Fills with the dreadful monotone of rain
Jangling Memory
© Katherine Mansfield
Heavens above! here's an old tie of your--
Sea-green dragons stamped on a golden ground.
Ha! Ha! Ha! What children we were in those days.
In the Rangitaki Valley
© Katherine Mansfield
Valley of waving broom,
O lovely, lovely light,
O hear of the world, red-gold!
Breast high in the blossom I stand;
It beats about me like waves
Of a magical, golden sea
Grown-Up Talk
© Katherine Mansfield
Half-Past-Six and I were talking
In a very grown-up way;
We had got so tired with running
That we did not want to play.
Firelight
© Katherine Mansfield
Playing in the fire and twilight together,
My little son and I,
Suddenly--woefully--I stoop to catch him.
"Try, mother, try!"
Fairy Tale
© Katherine Mansfield
Now this is the story of Olaf
Who ages and ages ago
Lived right on the top of a mountain,
A mountain all covered with snow.
Evening Song of the Thoughtful Child
© Katherine Mansfield
Shadow children, thin and small,
Now the day is left behind,
You are dancing on the wall,
On the curtains, on the blind.
Deaf House Agent
© Katherine Mansfield
That deaf old man
With his hand to his ear--
His hand to hi head stood out like a shell,
Horny and hollow. He said, "I can't hear,"
He muttered, "Don't shout,
I can hear very well!"
Covering Wings
© Katherine Mansfield
Love! Love! Your tenderness,
Your beautiful, watchful ways
Grasp me, fold me, cover me;
Camomile Tea
© Katherine Mansfield
Outside the sky is light with stars;
There's a hollow roaring from the sea.
And, alas! for the little almond flowers,
The wind is shaking the almond tree.
Butterfly Laughter
© Katherine Mansfield
In the middle of our porridge plates
There was a blue butterfly painted
And each morning we tried who should reach the
butterfly first.
Autumn Song
© 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.
Across The Red Sky
© Katherine Mansfield
Across the red sky two birds flying,
Flying with drooping wings.
Silent and solitary their ominous flight.
All day the triumphant sun with yellow banners
A New Hymn
© Katherine Mansfield
Sing a song of men's pyjamas,
Half-past-six has got a pair,
And he's wearing them this evening,
And he's looking such a dear.
A Little Girl's Prayer
© Katherine Mansfield
Grant me the moment, the lovely moment
That I may lean forth to see
The other buds, the other blooms,
The other leaves on the tree: