Sara Teasdale

(August 8, 1884 – January 29, 1933 / Missouri / United States)

A Winter Night - Poem by Sara Teasdale

My window-pane is starred with frost,
The world is bitter cold to-night,
The moon is cruel, and the wind
Is like a two-edged sword to smite.

God pity all the homeless ones,
The beggars pacing to and fro.
God pity all the poor to-night
Who walk the lamp-lit streets of snow.

My room is like a bit of June,
Warm and close-curtained fold on fold,
But somewhere, like a homeless child,
My heart is crying in the cold.


Comments about A Winter Night by Sara Teasdale

  • (2/8/2019 10:37:00 AM)

    MY WINDOW PANE IS STARRED WITH FROST (Report)Reply

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  • (2/4/2019 6:44:00 PM)

    So boring I thought I was going to die (Report)Reply

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  • Mahtab Bangalee (1/23/2019 1:01:00 AM)

    its wonderful writings-

    God pity all the homeless ones,
    The beggars pacing to and fro.
    God pity all the poor to-night
    Who walk the lamp-lit streets of snow
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  • Khairul Ahsan (1/22/2019 11:59:00 PM)

    'But somewhere, like a homeless child,
    My heart is crying in the cold. - The poetess' compassion touched me!
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  • Kevin Patrick (1/22/2019 11:41:00 PM)

    Mesmerizing and captivating, as I sit here typing this my own window frame is stirred with frost, and the sky is pitched black, pregnant with mystery. There is no other perfect time then winter, yet its also distressing that so many people still live homeless, the second stanza is sadly still important today as it was when she wrote it. (Report)Reply

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  • (1/22/2019 11:14:00 PM)

    The cill felt on a cold winter night by the poetess in her cozy n warm room on the backdrop of it's effect on homeless poor etc marvelously described. (Report)Reply

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  • Geeta Radhakrishna Menon (1/22/2019 9:17:00 PM)

    This is an intense poem of deep compassion.
    It is the noble that feels for the poor and poverty stricken.
    Heart rending!
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  • Savita Tyagi (1/22/2019 8:33:00 PM)

    Aching hearts take no comfort from luxuries of life. It is as cold and poor as a homeless one on street. Very touching poem. (Report)Reply

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  • Jez Brul (1/22/2019 8:00:00 PM)

    Winter is a matter of perception...You may be cuddled in a warm room during cold nights but still the warmth of a well-heated room isnt enough to warm a cold heart. GREAT ONE from the author of Barter.... (Report)Reply

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  • Practicing Poetess (1/22/2019 6:59:00 PM)

    A poem written from a compassionate heart.
    Yet another talented, tragic life- - Sara was sickly for most of her years, and finally took her own life. But her talent is her legacy.
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  • Glen Kappy (1/22/2019 6:52:00 PM)

    I like this poem! To start with, it's accessible, and she expresses things i've thought about and guess many others have as well. And it's vivid—with her window pane starred with frost, the moon cruel (i've thought the same on such a night—see my poem titled, Forbidding Winter Night) , her room a bit of June and close-curtained, i.e., letting no drafts through. And then the ending which states what was inferred in her description of this night. -GK (Report)Reply

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  • Edward Kofi Louis (1/22/2019 12:49:00 PM)

    Like a homeless child! ! !

    Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
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  • Rajnish Manga (1/22/2019 11:54:00 AM)

    God pity all the homeless ones,
    The beggars pacing to and fro.
    Who walk the lamp-lit streets of snow.... //.... Full of compassion and humanity. Thanks for sharing.
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  • Rose Marie Juan-austin (1/22/2019 10:42:00 AM)

    A poignant write full of empathy
    Beautifully written.
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  • (1/22/2019 9:35:00 AM)

    My room is like a bit of June, Warm and close-curtained fold on fold, But somewhere, like a homeless child,
    My heart is crying in the cold A great compassion
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  • Is It Poetry James Mclain (1/22/2019 9:02:00 AM)

    My favorite part of Sara really is. (Report)Reply

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  • (1/22/2019 5:44:00 AM)

    just before I looked at the paycheck of $5519, I didnt believe that my friends brother was like they say trully receiving money part-time on their apple labtop.. there neighbour started doing this 4 less than twenty three months and by now repaid the loans on their condo and purchased a top of the range Porsche 911. go to, .......
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  • (1/22/2019 3:45:00 AM)

    A state of mind poem containing some compassion? ....well written (Report)Reply

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  • Ruta Mohapatra (1/22/2019 2:37:00 AM)

    Winter outside and winter reigns the heart! Very touching! (Report)Reply

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  • Des Monia (1/22/2019 1:46:00 AM)

    Round description of the material and non material worlds. Congrats on an well written poem! (Report)Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, January 3, 2003



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