Hazel Hall (February 7, 1886 – May 11, 1924) was an American poet based in Portland, Oregon.
Hall was born on February 7, 1886 in Saint Paul, Minnesota. As a young girl, she moved to Portland, Oregon with her family. After surviving scarlet fever at the age of twelve, she used wheelchair for the rest of her life. She worked as a seamstress, and in her twenties, she began writing poetry.
Her first published poem was "To an English Sparrow", which appeared in the Boston Evening Transcript in 1916. Her work appeared in The Century Magazine, Harper's Magazine, The New Republic, The Nation, Poetry, Yale Review, and Literary Review.
Reviewer Pearl Andelson of Poetry said this of Hall's first collection, Curtains, in 1922, "Comes Hazel Hall with her little book, every word and emotion of which is poignantly authentic."
She died on May 11, 1924 in Portland, Oregon.
I have known hours built like cities,
House on grey house, with streets between
That lead to straggling roads and trail off,
Three school-girls pass this way each day:
Two of them go in the fluttery way
Of girls, with all that girlhood buys;
Beauty streamed into my hand
In sunlight through a pane of glass;
Now at last I understand
Why suns must pass.
I was sewing a seam one day.
Just this way—
Flashing four silver stitches there
With thread, like this, fine as a hair,