Mary Elizabeth Coleridge

Here you will find the Poem L'oiseau bleu of poet Mary Elizabeth Coleridge

L'oiseau bleu

The lake lay blue below the hill.
O'er it, as I looked, there flew
Across the waters, cold and still,
A bird whose wings were palest blue.

The sky above was blue at last,
The sky beneath me blue in blue.
A moment, ere the bird had passed,
It caught his image as he flew.