Less Than The Cloud To The Wind by Sara Teasdale
Less than the cloud to the wind, Less than the foam to the sea, Less than the rose to the storm, Am I to thee. More than the star to the night, More than the rain to the tree, More than heaven to earth Art thou to me. ————— The End And that’s the End […]
In A Restaurant by Sara Teasdale
The darkened street was muffled with the snow, The falling flakes had made your shoulders white, And when we found a shelter from the night Its glamor fell upon us like a blow. The clash of dishes and the viol and bow Mingled beneath the fever of the light. The heat was full of savors, […]
Interlude: Songs Out Of Sorrow by Sara Teasdale
I. Spirit’s House From naked stones of agony I will build a house for me; As a mason all alone I will raise it, stone by stone, And every stone where I have bled Will show a sign of dusky red. I have not gone the way in vain, For I have good of all […]
In A Railroad Station by Sara Teasdale
We stood in the shrill electric light, Dumb and sick in the whirling din We who had all of love to say And a single second to say it in. “Good-by!” “Good-by!”-you turned to go, I felt the train’s slow heavy start, You thought to see me cry, but oh My tears were hidden in […]
In The Train by Sara Teasdale
Fields beneath a quilt of snow From which the rocks and stubble sleep, And in the west a shy white star That shivers as it wakes from deep. The restless rumble of the train, The drowsy people in the car, Steel blue twilight in the world, And in my heart a timid star. ————— The […]
In A Garden by Sara Teasdale
THE world is resting without sound or motion, Behind the apple tree the sun goes down Painting with fire the spires and the windows In the elm-shaded town. Beyond the calm Connecticut the hills lie Silvered with haze as fruits still fresh with bloom, The swallows weave in flight across the zenith On an aerial […]
In The Metropolitan Museum by Sara Teasdale
Inside the tiny Pantheon We stood together silently, Leaving the restless crowds awhile, As ships find shelter from the sea. The ancient centuries came back To cover us a moment’s space, And through the dome the light was glad Because it shone upon your face. Ah, not from Rome but farther still Beyond sun-smitten Salamis, […]
In A Cuban Garden by Sara Teasdale
HIBISCUS flowers are cups of fire, (Love me, my lover, life will not stay) The bright poinsettia shakes in the wind, A scarlet leaf is blowing away. A lizard lifts his head and listens- Kiss me before the noon goes by, Here in the shade of the ceiba hide me From the great black vulture […]
In The End by Sara Teasdale
All that could never be said, All that could never be done, Wait for us at last Somewhere back of the sun; All the heart broke to forego Shall be ours without pain, We shall take them as lightly as girls Pluck flowers after rain. And when they are ours in the end Perhaps after […]
In the Carpenter’s Shop by Sara Teasdale
Mary sat in the corner dreaming, Dim was the room and low, While in the dusk, the saw went screaming To and fro. Jesus and Joseph toiled together, Mary was watching them, Thinking of kings in the wintry weather At Bethlehem. Mary sat in the corner thinking, Jesus had grown a man; One by one […]
In Spring, Santa Barbara by Sara Teasdale
I HAVE been happy two weeks together, My love is coming home to me, Gold and silver is the weather And smooth as lapis is the sea. The earth has turned its brown to green After three nights of humming rain, And in the valleys peck and preen Linnets with a scarlet stain. High in […]
In Memoriam F.O.S. by Sara Teasdale
You go a long and lovely journey, For all the stars, like burning dew, Are luminous and luring footprints Of souls adventurous as you. Oh, if you lived on earth elated, How is it now that you can run Free of the weight of flesh and faring Far past the birthplace of the sun? ————— […]
In David’s “Child’s Garden Of Verses” by Sara Teasdale
The dearest child in all the world, Should have the dearest songs, And that is why this little book To David-Boy belongs. ————— The End And that’s the End of the Poem © Poetry Monster, 2021. Poems by topic and subject. Poetry Monster — the ultimate repository of world poetry. Poetry Monster — the multilingual library […]
In a Subway Station by Sara Teasdale
After a year I came again to the place; The tireless lights and the reverberation, The angry thunder of trains that burrow the ground, The hunted, hurrying people were still the same- But oh, another man beside me and not you! Another voice and other eyes in mine! And suddenly I turned and saw again […]
In A Restaurant by Sara Teasdale
The darkened street was muffled with the snow, The falling flakes had made your shoulders white, And when we found a shelter from the night Its glamor fell upon us like a blow. The clash of dishes and the viol and bow Mingled beneath the fever of the light. The heat was full of savors, […]
In A Railroad Station by Sara Teasdale
We stood in the shrill electric light, Dumb and sick in the whirling din We who had all of love to say And a single second to say it in. “Good-by!” “Good-by!”-you turned to go, I felt the train’s slow heavy start, You thought to see me cry, but oh My tears were hidden in […]
In A Garden by Sara Teasdale
THE world is resting without sound or motion, Behind the apple tree the sun goes down Painting with fire the spires and the windows In the elm-shaded town. Beyond the calm Connecticut the hills lie Silvered with haze as fruits still fresh with bloom, The swallows weave in flight across the zenith On an aerial […]
In A Cuban Garden by Sara Teasdale
HIBISCUS flowers are cups of fire, (Love me, my lover, life will not stay) The bright poinsettia shakes in the wind, A scarlet leaf is blowing away. A lizard lifts his head and listens- Kiss me before the noon goes by, Here in the shade of the ceiba hide me From the great black vulture […]
“If I Must Go” by Sara Teasdale
IF I must go to heaven’s end Climbing the ages like a stair, Be near me and forever bend With the same eyes above me there; Time will fly past us like leaves flying, We shall not heed, for we shall be Beyond living, beyond dying, Knowing and known unchangeably. ————— The End And that’s […]
I Would Live In Your Love by Sara Teasdale
I would live in your love as the sea-grasses live in the sea, Borne up by each wave as it passes, drawn down by each wave that recedes; I would empty my soul of the dreams that have gathered in me, I would beat with your heart as it beats, I would follow your soul […]
“I Know The Stars” by Sara Teasdale
I KNOW the stars by their names, Aldebaran, Altair, And I know the path they take Up heaven’s broad blue stair. I know the secrets of men By the look of their eyes, Their gray thoughts, their strange thoughts Have made me sad and wise. But your eyes are dark to me Though they seem […]
Helen Of Troy by Sara Teasdale
Wild flight on flight against the fading dawn The flames’ red wings soar upward duskily. This is the funeral pyre and Troy is dead That sparkled so the day I saw it first, And darkened slowly after. I am she Who loves all beauty – yet I wither it. Why have the high gods made […]
Grandfather’s Love by Sara Teasdale
They said he sent his love to me, They wouldn’t put it in my hand, And when I asked them where it was They said I couldn’t understand. I thought they must have hidden it, I hunted for it all the day, And when I told them so at night They smiled and turned their […]
In A Garden by Sara Teasdale
THE world is resting without sound or motion, Behind the apple tree the sun goes down Painting with fire the spires and the windows In the elm-shaded town. Beyond the calm Connecticut the hills lie Silvered with haze as fruits still fresh with bloom, The swallows weave in flight across the zenith On an aerial […]
Galahad In The Castle Of The Maidens by Sara Teasdale
(To the maiden with the hidden face in Abbey’s painting) The other maidens raised their eyes to him Who stumbled in before them when the fight Had left him victor, with a victor’s right. I think his eyes with quick hot tears grew dim; He scarcely saw her swaying white and slim, And trembling slightly, […]
From The Woolworth Tower by Sara Teasdale
Vivid with love, eager for greater beauty Out of the night we come Into the corridor, brilliant and warm. A metal door slides open, And the lift receives us. Swiftly, with sharp unswerving flight The car shoots upward, And the air, swirling and angry, Howls like a hundred devils. Past the maze of trim bronze […]
From The North by Sara Teasdale
The northern woods are delicately sweet, The lake is folded softly by the shore, But I am restless for the subway’s roar, The thunder and the hurrying of feet. I try to sleep, but still my eyelids beat Against the image of the tower that bore Me high aloft, as if thru heaven’s door I […]
For The Anniversary Of John Keats’ Death by Sara Teasdale
At midnight, when the moonlit cypress trees Have woven round his grave a magic shade, Still weeping the unfinished hymn he made, There moves fresh Maia, like a morning breeze Blown over jonquil beds when warm rains cease. And stooping where her poet’s head is laid, Selene weeps, while all the tides are stayed, And […]
Eight O’Clock by Sara Teasdale
SUPPER comes at five o’clock, At six, the evening star, My lover comes at eight o’clock- But eight o’clock is far. How could I bear my pain all day Unless I watched to see The clock-hands laboring to bring Eight o’clock to me. ————— The End And that’s the End of the Poem © Poetry Monster, […]
Effigy Of A Nun by Sara Teasdale
Infinite gentleness, infinite irony Are in this face with fast-sealed eyes, And round this mouth that learned in loneliness How useless their wisdom is to the wise. In her nun’s habit carved, carefully, lovingly, By one who knew the ways of womenkind, This woman’s face still keeps its cold wistful calm, All the subtle pride […]
Dusk In War Time by Sara Teasdale
A half-hour more and you will lean To gather me close in the old sweet way- But oh, to the woman over the sea Who will come at the close of day? A half-hour more and I will hear The key in the latch and the strong quick tread- But oh, the woman over the […]
Dusk In June by Sara Teasdale
Evening, and all the birds In a chorus of shimmering sound Are easing their hearts of joy For miles around. The air is blue and sweet, The few first stars are white,- Oh let me like the birds Sing before night. ————— The End And that’s the End of the Poem © Poetry Monster, 2021. Poems […]
Dusk In Autumn by Sara Teasdale
The moon is like a scimitar, A little silver scimitar, A-drifting down the sky. And near beside it is a star, A timid twinkling golden star, That watches like an eye. And thro’ the nursery window-pane The witches have a fire again, Just like the ones we make, – And now I know they’re having […]
Deep In The Night by Sara Teasdale
Deep in the night the cry of a swallow, Under the stars he flew, Keen as pain was his call to follow Over the world to you. Love in my heart is a cry forever Lost as the swallow’s flight, Seeking for you and never, never Stilled by the stars at night. ————— The End […]
Central Park At Dusk by Sara Teasdale
Buildings above the leafless trees Loom high as castles in a dream, While one by one the lamps come out To thread the twilight with a gleam. There is no sign of leaf or bud, A hush is over everything- Silent as women wait for love, The world is waiting for the spring. ————— The […]
At Sea by Sara Teasdale
IN the pull of the wind I stand, lonely, On the deck of a ship, rising, falling, Wild night around me, wild water under me, Whipped by the storm, screaming and calling. Earth is hostile and the sea hostile, Why do I look for a place to rest? I must fight always and die fighting […]
At Night by Sara Teasdale
We are apart; the city grows quiet between us, She hushes herself, for midnight makes heavy her eyes, The tangle of traffic is ended, the cars are empty, Five streets divide us, and on them the moonlight lies. Oh are you asleep, or lying awake, my lover? Open your dreams to my love and your […]
Alchemy by Sara Teasdale
I lift my heart as spring lifts up A yellow daisy to the rain; My heart will be a lovely cup Altho’ it holds but pain. For I shall learn from flower and leaf That color every drop they hold, To change the lifeless wine of grief To living gold. ————— The End And that’s […]
Advice To A Girl by Sara Teasdale
No one worth possessing Can be quite possessed; Lay that on your heart, My young angry dear; This truth, this hard and precious stone, Lay it on your hot cheek, Let it hide your tear. Hold it like a crystal When you are alone And gaze in the depths of the icy stone. Long, look […]
A Winter Night by Sara Teasdale
My window-pane is starred with frost, The world is bitter cold to-night, The moon is cruel, and the wind Is like a two-edged sword to smite. God pity all the homeless ones, The beggars pacing to and fro. God pity all the poor to-night Who walk the lamp-lit streets of snow. My room is like […]