Sara Teasdale

Missouri / United States
Sara Teasdale
Missouri / United States
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The Lights Of New York

Rating: 3.2
The lightning spun your garment for the night
Of silver filaments with fire shot thru,
A broidery of lamps that lit for you
The steadfast splendor of enduring light.
The moon drifts dimly in the heaven's height,
Watching with wonder how the earth she knew
That lay so long wrapped deep in dark and dew,
Should wear upon her breast a star so white.
The festivals of Babylon were dark
With flaring flambeaux that the wind blew down;
The Saturnalia were a wild boy's lark
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Attracta 14 March 2018
Beautiful poem destroyed by digital robotic voice.
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