Sara Teasdale

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

Paris In Spring - Poem by Sara Teasdale

The city's all a-shining
Beneath a fickle sun,
A gay young wind's a-blowing,
The little shower is done.
But the rain-drops still are clinging
And falling one by one --
Oh it's Paris, it's Paris,
And spring-time has begun.

I know the Bois is twinkling
In a sort of hazy sheen,
And down the Champs the gray old arch
Stands cold and still between.
But the walk is flecked with sunlight
Where the great acacias lean,
Oh it's Paris, it's Paris,
And the leaves are growing green.

The sun's gone in, the sparkle's dead,
There falls a dash of rain,
But who would care when such an air
Comes blowing up the Seine?
And still Ninette sits sewing
Beside her window-pane,
When it's Paris, it's Paris,
And spring-time's come again.

Comments about Paris In Spring by Sara Teasdale

  • Britte Ninad (5/19/2018 9:57:00 PM)

    nicely composing and heart touching words stitched superb dream... (Report) Reply

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  • Amar Agarwala (4/9/2016 8:05:00 PM)

    A sensitive and delicate piece of work. I've been to Paris and can so well identify it all. (Report) Reply

  • Susan Williams (4/9/2016 8:01:00 PM)

    This is such a lyrical poem- it could be put to music and sung in the heart. It charmed me with its simplicity and its pure sparkling joy. Rain on me, I don't care because it's French rain and that is the essence of romance and the essence of this poem. I loved its vivid and moving images, I love how it glows with color, light, and beauty. I love how it expresses a joyous delight in life. (Report) Reply

  • Susan Williams (4/9/2016 7:54:00 PM)

    I googled for an hour trying to find if there was a person called Ninette- to the best of my knowledge after seeking the answer to this burning question, there are references to Ninette in fashionable French sewing circles - I think it's like references to Betty Crocker in cooking circles, not a real person. (Report) Reply

  • Edward Kofi Louis (4/9/2016 12:38:00 PM)

    The little shower is done. Thanks for sharing. (Report) Reply

  • Anne Yun (4/9/2016 8:37:00 AM)

    such a delicate description expressed elegantly from her unique inspects of the Paris in spring, really enjoyable words! (Report) Reply

  • Akachukwu Lekwauwa (4/9/2016 6:37:00 AM)

    could Eiffel tower have been mentioned without my notice? (Report) Reply

  • (4/9/2016 6:18:00 AM)

    .....this is beautiful, I would love to visit Paris, France in the spring ★ (Report) Reply

  • (4/9/2016 6:00:00 AM)

    Awesome memoirs of a sojourn in Paris during the spring time. Great poem penned by equally great poetess. (Report) Reply

  • (4/9/2016 3:49:00 AM)

    Paris the wonderful city which likes beauty and friendship and continues the friendship to all who goes there.An awesome poem. (Report) Reply

  • Alem Hailu G/kristos (4/9/2016 1:36:00 AM)

    It shows how a poet could capture his/her experience in a sojourn with a superb penmanship (Report) Reply

  • Alem Hailu G/kristos (4/9/2016 1:29:00 AM)

    It shows how a poet could capture his/herxperience in a sojourn with a poem! I am a fan of Sara. (Report) Reply

  • Alem Hailu G/kristos (4/9/2016 1:28:00 AM)

    It shows how a poet could capture his/her experience in a brief sojourn some where.I am a fan of Sara (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, January 3, 2003

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