A Winter Bluejay By Sara Teasdale

A Winter Bluejay By Sara Teasdale Crisply the bright snow whispered,Crunching beneath our feet;Behind us as we walked along the parkway,Our shadows danced,Fantastic shapes in vivid blue.Across the lake the skatersFlew to and fro,With sharp turns weavingA frail invisible net.In ecstacy the earthDrank the silver sunlight;In ecstacy the skatersDrank the wine of speed;In ecstacy we […]

A Song To Eleonora Duse In “Francesca da Rimini ” By Sara Teasdale

A Song To Eleonora Duse In “Francesca da Rimini “ By Sara Teasdale Oh would I were the roses, that lie against her hands,The heavy burning roses she touches as she stands!Dear hands that hold the roses, where mine would love to be,Oh leave, oh leave the roses, and hold the hands of me!She draws […]

A Song Of The Princess By Sara Teasdale

A Song Of The Princess By Sara Teasdale The princess has her lovers,A score of knights has she,And each can sing a madrigal,And praise her gracefully. But Love that is so bitterHath put within her heartA longing for the scornful knightWho silent stands apart. And tho’ the others praise and plead,She maketh no reply,Yet for […]

A Prayer By Sara Teasdale

A Prayer By Sara Teasdale Until I lose my soul and lieBlind to the beauty of the earth,Deaf though shouting wind goes by,Dumb in a storm of mirth; Until my heart is quenched at lengthAnd I have left the land of men,Oh, let me love with all my strengthCareless if I am loved again. Share […]

A November Night By Sara Teasdale

A November Night By Sara Teasdale There! See the line of lights,A chain of stars down either side the street,Why can’t you lift the chain and give it to me,A necklace for my throat? I’d twist it roundAnd you could play with it. You smile at meAs though I were a little dreamy childBehind whose […]

A Minuet Of Mozart’s By Sara Teasdale

A Minuet Of Mozart’s By Sara Teasdale Across the dimly lighted roomThe violin drew wefts of sound,Airily they wove and woundAnd glimmered gold against the gloom. I watched the music turn to light,But at the pausing of the bow,The web was broken and the glowWas drowned within the wave of night. Share on facebook Share […]

A Maiden By Sara Teasdale

A Maiden By Sara Teasdale Oh if I were the velvet roseUpon the red rose vine,I’d climb to touch his windowAnd make his casement fine. And if I were the little birdThat twitters on the tree,All day I’d sing my love for himTill he should harken me. But since I am a maidenI go with […]

A Little While By Sara Teasdale

A Little While By Sara Teasdale A little while when I am goneMy life will live in music after me,As spun foam lifted and borne onAfter the wave is lost in the full sea. A while these nights and days will burnIn song with the bright frailty of foam,Living in light before they turnBack to […]

A Fantasy By Sara Teasdale

A Fantasy By Sara Teasdale Her voice is like clear waterThat drips upon a stoneIn forests far and silentWhere Quiet plays alone. Her thoughts are like the lotusAbloom by sacred streamsBeneath the temple archesWhere Quiet sits and dreams. Her kisses are the rosesThat glow while dusk is deepIn Persian garden closesWhere Quiet falls asleep. Share […]

A Cry By Sara Teasdale

A Cry By Sara Teasdale Oh, there are eyes that he can see,And hands to make his hands rejoice,But to my lover I must beOnly a voice. Oh, there are breasts to bear his head,And lips whereon his lips can lie,But I must be till I am deadOnly a cry. Share on facebook Share on […]