Mary Elizabeth Coleridge

(23 September 1861 – 25 August 1907)

Gibberish - Poem by Mary Elizabeth Coleridge

Many a flower have I seen blossom,
Many a bird for me will sing.
Never heard I so sweet a singer,
Never saw I so fair a thing.

She is a bird, a bird that blossoms,
She is a flower, a flower that sings;
And I a flower when I behold her,
And when I hear her, I have wings.


Comments about Gibberish by Mary Elizabeth Coleridge

  • Gold Star - 9,413 Points Terry Craddock (5/6/2015 11:10:00 PM)

    I appreciated the comment by Savita Tyagi, the beautiful lines took on additional possibilities, and made the title wonderfully appropriate. (Report) Reply

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  • Gold Star - 5,964 Points Savita Tyagi (4/6/2015 8:12:00 AM)

    She must have written it as a lullaby for her baby and as a mother I can vouch the baby must have loved it. (Report) Reply

  • Gold Star - 14,908 Points Kim Barney (4/6/2015 7:21:00 AM)

    Gibberish, yes, but lovely gibberish indeed.
    At least she knew it was gibberish when she wrote it. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, April 1, 2010



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