Evening: New York Poem by Sara Teasdale

Evening: New York

Rating: 5.0


Blue dust of evening over my city,
Over the ocean of roofs and the tall towers
Where the window-lights, myriads and myriads,
Bloom from the walls like climbing flowers.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Chinedu Dike 28 October 2019

A concise and insightful verse. Thanks for sharing.

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Gajanan Mishra 22 December 2015

wonderful.. life is a flower.

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Sara Teasdale

Sara Teasdale

Missouri / United States
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