Sara Teasdale

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

After Love - Poem by Sara Teasdale

There is no magic any more,
We meet as other people do,
You work no miracle for me
Nor I for you.

You were the wind and I the sea -
There is no splendor any more,
I have grown listless as the pool
Beside the shore.

But though the pool is safe from storm
And from the tide has found surcease,
It grows more bitter than the sea,
For all its peace.


Comments about After Love by Sara Teasdale

  • Cheryl Tutaan (6/21/2017 12:19:00 PM)


    Sad...but absolutely true...thanks (Report) Reply

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  • Robert Murray Smith (6/11/2017 11:28:00 PM)


    This poem points out what happens when love is not understood. It changes over time, (Report) Reply

  • Sriranji Aratisankar (8/29/2016 11:49:00 PM)


    You were the wind and I the sea -
    There is no splendor any more,
    I have grown listless as the pool
    Beside the shore.
    excellent....
    (Report) Reply

  • Leslie Sharp (12/15/2014 1:00:00 PM)


    I feel some love we are better off without! Only hurtful. (Report) Reply

  • (2/11/2010 4:26:00 AM)


    Such magic such love has ended. It seems without the wind and the sea, the choice of the pool proves ill taken. Is Vachel Lindsey the sea and Sarah Teasdale the pool? The pool obviously needs the storms of the sea not sanctuary. (Report) Reply

  • (10/25/2009 7:12:00 AM)


    Brilliant! I love Sara Teasdale... (Report) Reply

  • Faith Brigham (9/2/2009 12:10:00 AM)


    a remarkable poem filled with raw reality (Report) Reply

  • (1/1/2008 10:52:00 PM)


    This is one of my favorites of Sara Teasdale she seems to have the ability to write to the core of life at times, very bitter/sweet.

    Bonnie
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Poem Submitted: Monday, January 13, 2003

Poem Edited: Friday, July 3, 2015


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