May Night Poem by Sara Teasdale

May Night

Rating: 3.1


The spring is fresh and fearless
And every leaf is new,
The world is brimmed with moonlight,
The lilac brimmed with dew.

Here in the moving shadows
I catch my breath and sing--
My heart is fresh and fearless
And over-brimmed with spring.

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Sara Teasdale

Sara Teasdale

Missouri / United States
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