Karle Wilson Baker

 (née Wilson; October 13, 1878 – November 8, 1960) was an American poet and author, born in Little Rock, Arkansas.

Quotes

 * 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