Treasure Island

Sara Teasdale

(8 August 1884 – 29 January 1933 / Missouri)

Poems of Sara Teasdale

121. The Mystery 12/31/2002
122. The Net 12/31/2002
123. The New Moon 12/31/2002
124. The Return 12/31/2002
125. The River 12/31/2002
126. The Sanctuary 12/31/2002
127. The Silent Battle 12/31/2002
128. The Song For Colin 12/31/2002
129. The Storm 12/31/2002
130. The Treasure 12/31/2002
131. The Tree 12/31/2002
132. The Tree of Song 12/31/2002
133. The Unchanging 12/31/2002
134. The Voice 12/31/2002
135. The Wanderer 12/31/2002
136. The Wind 12/31/2002
137. The Wind in the Hemlock 12/31/2002
138. The Years 12/31/2002
139. Thoughts 12/31/2002
140. Tides 12/31/2002

April Song

Willow, in your April gown
Delicate and gleaming,
Do you mind in years gone by
All my dreaming?

Spring was like a call to me
That I could not answer,
I was chained to loneliness,
I, the dancer.

Willow, twinkling in the sun,
Still your leaves and hear me,
I can answer spring at last,
Love is near me!

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