English Poetry. Sara Teasdale. Wild Asters. Сара Тисдейл.

Sara Teasdale (Сара Тисдейл)

Wild Asters

IN THE spring I asked the daisies
    If his words were true, 
And the clever little daisies
    Always knew.

Now the fields are brown and barren,
    Bitter autumn blows, 
And of all the stupid asters
    Not one knows.

Sara Teasdale’s other poems:

1. The Broken Field
2. Song at Capri
3. After Parting
4. But Not to Me
5. Four Winds

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