Arthur Rackham

(1867-1939)

Arthur Rackham lived to draw:

Ponder all the things he saw
In his crowded, cluttered brain—
Elves and fairies, sprites and trolls,
Giant birds, huge rabbit holes,
Yet the man himself seemed sane.

Grey and green and burnished brown,

Colors of an elf-queen’s gown,
Or the foggy English skies
Stretching somber up above—
Moody colors children love
And each generation buys—
Rackham’s vision never dies.

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