Sara Teasdale (8 August 1884 – 29 January 1933 / Missouri)
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Poems by Sara Teasdale : 2 / 147
"I Am Not Yours"
I am not yours, not lost in you,
Not lost, although I long to be
Lost as a candle lit at noon,
Lost as a snowflake in the sea.
You love me, and I find you still
A spirit beautiful and bright,
Yet I am I, who long to be
Lost as a light is lost in light.
Oh plunge me deep in love -- put out
My senses, leave me deaf and blind,
Swept by the tempest of your love,
A taper in a rushing wind.
Sara Teasdale
Submitted: Tuesday, December 31, 2002
Read poems about / on: lost, beautiful, wind, sea, light, love
Poems by Sara Teasdale : 2 / 147
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Wonderful!
Well written! Worthy to read!
Able to change a reader's state of mind and emotions!
Why do I get a sense that poet is talking more of spiritual love rather than worldly love? it's like I look at moon, knowing that I don't belong to it yet have longing for it.
Ah! : -) beautifully the pieces of these little words are wedged together.
Thoughtful love lines...
Heart aching, beautifully put together poem. Amazes me by its clear & gentle yet melancholic tone. Love the poem because of its brevity & composure. awesome!
this poem is so sad and beautiful. it had to have been about her true love Vachel Lindsay. i think if she had just married him and followed her heart she would have led a happy life. he is also one of my favorite poets: D
Fantastic. Straight from the heart not the mind.
Great poem [3, This was worth the time to read.
The lyricism of this poem flows from a deeply passionate and talented individual. Anyone can pour their heart onto a page, but to do so within the discipline of a well-crafted poem is a true blessing.
so lovely.........wonderfully thought