Sara Teasdale (8 August 1884 – 29 January 1933 / Missouri)
If I could have your arms tonight-
But half the world and the broken sea
Lie between you and me.
The autumn rain reverberates in the courtyard,
Beating all night against the barren stone,
The sound of useless rain in the desolate courtyard
Makes me more alone.
If you were here, if you were only here-
My blood cries out to you all night in vain
As sleepless as the rain.
Sara Teasdale's Other Poems
- "Did You Never Know?"
- "I Am Not Yours"
- "I Have Loved Hours at Sea"
- "It Is Not a Word"
- "It Will Not Change"
- "Like Barley Bending"
- "My Heart Is Heavy"
- "Oh Day of Fire and Sun"
- "Oh You Are Coming"
- "Only in Sleep"
- "The Dreams of My Heart"
- "The Old Maid"
- "What Do I Care?"
- A Cry
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