M is for Moon

moonSo when the Moon stood clear and bright over the tree-tops, the old wife went out. “Thou Moon, thou Moon,” she screamed, “canst thou tell me the way to Soria Moria Castle?”  “No,” said the Moon, “that I can’t, for the last time I shone there a cloud stood before me.”

The text is from East of the Sun and West of the Moon: Old Tales from the North (1922). Click here to read the book online, or download it free from the Internet Archive.

artwork by Joanne Stanbridge 2015

L is for Lullaby

lullabyThe butterfly waves her wings up and down, rather rapidly at first but then slower and slower until all motion ceases. Have we not here the essence of a lullaby, a monotonous repetition which gradually becomes slower and slower ; a lullaby of motion rather than of sound…

The text is from “The Butterfly’s Lullaby,” in The Florida Buggist [journal], Volume 3 [December 1919]. Click here to read the book online, or download it free from the Internet Archive.

artwork by Joanne Stanbridge 2015