No wonder the tulip is the patron flower of Holland. Looking at it one almost smells fresh paint laid on in generous brilliance: doors, blinds, whole houses, canal boats, pails, farm wagons - all painted in greens, blues, reds, pinks,… — 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
