Kinship [poem, 15 January 1938]

[Editor: A poem by Frida Allen Phillips. Published in The Methodist, 15 January 1938.] Kinship No level stretch of snowy white Greets our awak’ning eyes, But under Summer’s shimmering sun Our Christmas landscape lies. No brightly breasted robin waits Our kindly crumbs to share. But birds in many a full-leaved tree Are warbling everywhere. We […]

Autumn [poem, 26 May 1928]

Autumn. There’s blue in the sky, and there’s blue in the sea, And a blue mist is veiling the mountains from me. A blue wren is calling his mate from the bower, And there is the butterfly over the flower. There is gold in the sunshine and gold in the sand; And gold in the […]