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 Sea Wind

I am a pool in a peaceful place,I greet the great sky face to face,I know the stars and the stately moonAnd the wind that runs with rippling..

© Sara Teasdale

To The Years

To-night I close my eyes and seeA strange procession passing me--The years before I saw your faceGo by me with a wistful grace;They pass, the..

© Sara Teasdale

The New Moon

DAY, you have bruised and beaten me,As rain beats down the bright, proud sea,Beaten my body, bruised my soul,Left me nothing lovely or whole—Yet I..

© Sara Teasdale

The Tree Of Song

I sang my songs for the rest,For you I am still;The tree of my song is bareOn its shining hill.For you came like a lordly wind,And the leaves were..

© Sara Teasdale

Sappho Ii

Oh Litis, little slave, why will you sleep?These long Egyptian noons bend down your headBowed like the yarrow with a yellow bee.There, lift your eyes..

© Sara Teasdale

The Nights Remember

THE days remember and the nights rememberThe kingly hours that once you made so great,Deep in my heart they lie, hidden in their splendor,Buried like..

© Sara Teasdale

If I Must Go

IF I must go to heaven's endClimbing the ages like a stair,Be near me and forever bendWith the same eyes above me there;Time will fly past us like..

© Sara Teasdale

Eight O’clock

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 dayUnless..

© Sara Teasdale

To One Away

I heard a cry in the night,A thousand miles it came,Sharp as a flash of light,My name, my name!It was your voice I heard,You waked and loved me so--I..

© Sara Teasdale

The Wanderer

I saw the sunset-colored sands,The Nile, like flowing fire between,Where Ramses stares forth sereneAnd ammon's heavy temple stands.I saw the rocks..

© Sara Teasdale

Union Square

With the man I love who loves me not,I walked in the street-lamps' flare;We watched the world go home that nightIn a flood through Union Square.I..

© Sara Teasdale

The Shrine

There is no lord within my heart,Left silent as an empty shrineWhere rose and myrtle intertwine,Within a place apart.No god is there of carven..

© Sara Teasdale

Redbirds

REDBIRDS, redbirds,Long and long ago,What a honey-call you hadIn hills I used to know;Redbud, buckberry,Wild plum-treeAnd proud river..

© Sara Teasdale

Tides

Love in my heart was a fresh tide flowingWhere the starlike sea gulls soar;The sun was keen and the foam was blowingHigh on the rocky shore.But now..

© Sara Teasdale

Sappho Iii

The twilight's inner flame grows blue and deep,And in my Lesbos, over leagues of sea,The temples glimmer moon-wise in the trees.Twilight has veiled..

© Sara Teasdale

Nightfall

WE will never walk againAs we used to walk at night,Watching our shadows lengthenUnder the gold street-lightWhen the snow was new and white.We will..

© Sara Teasdale

The Song Maker

I made a hundred little songsThat told the joy and pain of love,And sang them blithely, tho' I knewNo whit thereof.I was a weaver deaf and blind;A..

© Sara Teasdale

Debtor

SO long as my spirit stillIs glad of breathAnd lifts its plumes of prideIn the dark face of death;While I am curious stillOf love and fame,Keeping my..

© Sara Teasdale

Lovely Chance

O LOVELY chance, what can I doTo give my gratefulness to you?You rise between myself and meWith a wise persistency;I would have broken body and..

© Sara Teasdale

Understanding

I understood the rest too well,And all their thoughts have come to beClear as grey sea-weed in the swellOf a sunny shallow sea.But you I never..

© Sara Teasdale

Twilight

Dreamily over the roofsThe cold spring rain is falling,Out in the lonely treeA bird is calling, calling.Slowly over the earthThe wings of night are..

© Sara Teasdale

The Wayfarer

Love entered in my heart one day,A sad, unwelcome guest;But when he begged that he might stay,I let him wait and rest.He broke my sleep with..

© Sara Teasdale

Places

PLACES 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 flamingIn a flare of crimson by the..

© Sara Teasdale

Summer Storm

THE panther windLeaps out of the night,The snake of lightningIs twisting and white,The lion of thunderRoars—and weSit still and contentUnder a..

© Sara Teasdale

Driftwood

MY forefathers gave meMy spirit's shaken flame,The shape of hands, the beat of heart,The letters of my name.But it was my lovers,And not my sleeping..

© Sara Teasdale