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

May Wind

I said, "I have shut my heart
As one shuts an open door,
That Love may starve therein
And trouble me no more."

But over the roofs there came
The wet new wind of May,
And a tune blew up from the curb
Where the street-pianos play.

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