Sara Teasdale

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

If Death Is Kind - Poem by Sara Teasdale

Perhaps if Death is kind, and there can be returning,
We will come back to earth some fragrant night,
And take these lanes to find the sea, and bending
Breathe the same honeysuckle, low and white.

We will come down at night to these resounding beaches
And the long gentle thunder of the sea,
Here for a single hour in the wide starlight
We shall be happy, for the dead are free.

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  • (6/12/2018 8:08:00 AM)

    Beautiful poem, what type of poem is it? (Report) Reply

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  • (6/12/2018 8:07:00 AM)

    Beautiful poem, what type? (Report) Reply

  • Precious Antone (7/28/2016 10:41:00 AM)

    I like your poem, keep inking. (Report) Reply

  • Tapan M. Saren (3/21/2016 10:56:00 AM)

    Nice one indeed....... (Report) Reply

  • (5/16/2010 6:45:00 PM)

    i need to know when this poem was posted on this websiteee pleasseeee (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Monday, January 13, 2003

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