Karle Wilson Baker
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Karle Wilson Baker (née Wilson; October 13, 1878 – November 8, 1960) was an American poet and author, born in Little Rock, Arkansas.
Quotes
[edit]- Some days my thoughts are just cocoons—all cold, and dull, and blind,
They hang from dripping branches in the gray woods of my mind;And other days they drift and shine—such free and flying things!
I find the gold-dust in my hair, left by their brushing wings.- "Days", in B. J. Thompson, ed. Silver Pennies (1925), p. 114
- Let me grow lovely, growing old—
So many fine things do:
Laces, and ivory, and gold,
And silks need not be new;And there is healing in old trees.
Old streets a glamour hold:
Why may not I, as well as these,
Grow lovely, growing old?- "Let Me Grow Lovely", in The Salisbury Post (April 11, 1923), p. 4