Section: «Poems»
Verse (ancient Greek ὁ στίχος — row, structure), a term in versification used in several meanings:
artistic speech organized by division into rhythmically commensurate segments; poetry in the narrow sense; in particular, it implies the properties of versification of a particular tradition ("antique verse", "Akhmatova's verse", etc.);
a line of poetic text organized according to a certain rhythmic pattern ("My uncle of the most honest rules").
The Carpenter's Son
The summer dawn came over-soon,The earth was like hot iron at noonIn Nazareth;There fell no rain to ease the heat,And dusk drew on with tired feetAnd..
© Sara Teasdale
The Blind
The birds are all a-building,They say the world's a-flower,And still I linger lonelyWithin a barren bower.I weave a web of fanciesOf tears and..
© Sara Teasdale
Sappho
The twilight's inner flame grows blue and deep,And in my Lesbos, over leagues of sea,The temples glimmer moonwise in the trees.Twilight has veiled..
© Sara Teasdale
When Love Was Born
When Love was born I think he layRight warm on Venus' breast,And whiles he smiled and whiles would playAnd whiles would take his rest.But always..
© Sara Teasdale
A Boy
OUT of the noise of tired people working,Harried with thoughts of war and lists of dead,His beauty met me like a fresh wind blowing,Clean boyish..
© Sara Teasdale
The Return
I turned the key and opened wide the doorTo enter my deserted room again,Where thro' the long hot months the dust had lain.Was it not lonely when..
© Sara Teasdale
Old Tunes
As the waves of perfume, heliotrope,rose,Float in the garden when no wind blows,Come to us, go from us, whence no one knows;So the old tunes float in..
© Sara Teasdale
February
They spoke of him I loveWith cruel words and gay;My lips kept silent guardOn all I could not say.I heard, and down the streetThe lonely trees in the..
© Sara Teasdale
Morning
I went out on an April morningAll alone, for my heart was high,I was a child of the shining meadow,I was a sister of the sky.There in the windy flood..
© Sara Teasdale
May Night
The spring is fresh and fearlessAnd every leaf is new,The world is brimmed with moonlight,The lilac brimmed with dew.Here in the moving shadowsI..
© Sara Teasdale
Other Men
When I talk with other menI always think of you --Your words are keener than their words,And they are gentler, too.When I look at other men,I wish..
© Sara Teasdale
Other Men
When I talk with other menI always think of you --Your words are keener than their words,And they are gentler, too.When I look at other men,I wish..
© Sara Teasdale
The Lamp
If I can bear your love like a lamp before me,When I go down the long steep Road of Darkness,I shall not fear the everlasting shadows,Nor cry in..
© Sara Teasdale
The Fountain
Oh in the deep blue nightThe fountain sang alone;It sang to the drowsy heartOf a satyr carved in stone.The fountain sang and sangBut the satyr never..
© Sara Teasdale
The Faery Forest
The faery forest glimmeredBeneath an ivory moon,The silver grasses shimmeredAgainst a faery tune.Beneath the silken silenceThe crystal branches..
© Sara Teasdale
While I May
Wind and hail and veering rain,Driven mist that veils the day,Soul's distress and body's pain,I would bear you while I may.I would love you if I..
© Sara Teasdale
The Long Hill
I must have passed the crest a while agoAnd now I am going down--Strange to have crossed the crest and not to know,But the brambles were always..
© Sara Teasdale
Broadway
This is the quiet hour; the theatersHave gathered in their crowds, and steadilyThe million lights blaze on for few to see,Robbing the sky of stars..
© Sara Teasdale
Night In Arizona
The moon is a charring emberDying into the dark;Off in the crouching mountainsCoyotes bark.The stars are heavy in heaven,Too great for the sky to..
© Sara Teasdale
The Prayer
My answered prayer came up to me,And in the silence thus spake he:"O you who prayed for me to come,Your greeting is but cold and dumb."My heart made..
© Sara Teasdale
In The Metropolitan Museum
Inside the tiny PantheonWe stood together silently,Leaving the restless crowsd awhile,As ships find shelter from the sea.The ancient centuries came..
© Sara Teasdale
Sea Longing
A thousand miles beyond this sun-steeped wallSomewhere the waves creep cool along the sand,The ebbing tide forsakes the listless landWith the old..
© Sara Teasdale
The Ghost
I went back to the clanging city,I went back where my old loves stayed,But my heart was full of my new love's glory,My eyes were laughing and..
© Sara Teasdale
May
The wind is tossing the lilacs,The new leaves laugh in the sun,And the petals fall on the orchard wall,But for me the spring is done.Beneath the..
© Sara Teasdale
The Poor House
Hope went by and Peace went byAnd would not enter in;Youth went by and Health wnt byAnd Love that is their kin.Those within the house shed tearsOn..
© Sara Teasdale