Archives For Sara Teasdale



Today marks the anniversary of the death of poet Sara Teasdale.

Teasdale wrote a surprising number of lovely poems about birds. Here are five of our favorites:

These poems can be found in these two volumes, which are available as FREE Kindle ebooks:

Sara Teasdale

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Sara Teasdale

Sara Teasdale - PlacesPlaces I love come back to me like music,
Hush me and heal me when I am very tired;
I see the oak woods at Saxton’s flaming
In a flare of crimson by the frost newly fired;
And I am thirsty for the spring in the valley
As for a kiss ungiven and long desired.

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Sunset: St. Louis
Sara Teasdale

HUSHED in the smoky haze of summer sunset,
When I came home again from far-off places,
How many times I saw my western city
Dream by her river.

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