Frances Shaw

Poems (7)

• Cologne Cathedral

  The little white prayers / Of Elspeth Fry …

• Little Pagan Rain Song

  In the dark and peace of my final bed, / The wet grass waving above my head, …

• Star Thought

  I shall see a star tonight / From a distant mountain height; …

• The Child's Quest

  My mother twines me roses wet with dew; / Oft have I sought the garden through and through; …

• The Harp of the Wind

  My house stands high— / Where the harp of the wind …

• The Ragpicker

  The ragpicker sits and sorts her rags: / Silk and homespun and threads of gold …

• Who Loves the Rain

  who loves the rain / And loves his home, …