(August 8, 1884 – January 29, 1933 / Missouri / United States)

poet Sara Teasdale
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Pain

WAVES are the sea's white daughters,
And raindrops the children of rain,
But why for my shimmering body
Have I a mother like Pain?
Night is the mother of stars,
And wind the mother of foam—
The world is brimming with beauty,
But I must stay at home.

Submitted: Tuesday, April 06, 2010

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