The sunset caught me, turned the brush to copper,/ set the clouds/ to one great roof of flame/ above the earth. — Elizabeth Jane Coatsworth Copy Share Image
Today I walked on the lion-coloured hills with only cypresses for company, until the sunset caught me, turned the brush to copper set the clouds to one great roof of flame above the earth, so that I walk through fire,… — Elizabeth Jane Coatsworth Copy Share Image
The sunset caught me, turned the brush to copper,/ set the clouds/ to one great roof of flame/ above the earth. — Elizabeth Jane Coatsworth Copy Share Image
Little I ask And that little is not granted." There are few crumbs In this world any more. — Elizabeth Jane Coatsworth Copy Share Image
To a life that seizes Upon content, Locality seems But accident. — Elizabeth Jane Coatsworth Copy Share Image
No wonder the tulip is the patron flower of Holland. Looking at it one almost smells fresh paint laid on in generous brilliance: doors,… — Elizabeth Jane Coatsworth Copy Share Image
People don't feel so quarrelsome in warm weather. They get crotchety in the fall and begin to go to law about things after the… — Elizabeth Jane Coatsworth Copy Share Image
At a touch, he explodes like a snapdragon into loud purrs. — Elizabeth Jane Coatsworth Copy Share Image
Today I walked on the lion-coloured hills with only cypresses for company, until the sunset caught me, turned the brush to copper set the… — Elizabeth Jane Coatsworth Copy Share Image
During much of my life, I was anxious to be what someone else wanted me to be. Now I have given up that struggle.… — Elizabeth Jane Coatsworth Copy Share Image
Only of one thing I am sure: when I dream I am always ageless. — Elizabeth Jane Coatsworth Copy Share Image
I saw the lovely arch Of rainbow span the sky, The gold sun burning As the rain swept by. — Elizabeth Jane Coatsworth Copy Share Image
Outwardly I am 83, but inwardly I am every age, with the emotions and experience of each period. — Elizabeth Jane Coatsworth Copy Share Image
Governments may change, and opinions, and the very appearance of lands themselves, but the slowest thing to change is religion. What has once been… — Elizabeth Jane Coatsworth Copy Share Image
there is something dangerous about mirrors. ... What dynamite we handle when we lift a mirror or bend towards one! I seldom do. — Elizabeth Jane Coatsworth Copy Share Image
