Sara Teasdale

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

The Flight - Poem by Sara Teasdale

Look back with longing eyes and know that I will follow,
Lift me up in your love as a light wind lifts a swallow,
Let our flight be far in sun or windy rain--
But what if I heard my first love calling me again?

Hold me on your heart as the brave sea holds the foam,
Take me far away to the hills that hide your home;
Peace shall thatch the roof and love shall latch the door--

But what if I heard my first love calling me once more?

Comments about The Flight by Sara Teasdale

  • (11/11/2015 8:02:00 PM)

    ......a most wonderful love this ★ (Report) Reply

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  • (12/30/2008 2:58:00 AM)

    i think we'll always take the FLIGHT with that one person who loves us and not with the ones we once loved because it can't be...just can't be...for millions of reasons..; 0[... (Report) Reply

  • (12/30/2008 2:43:00 AM)

    my old time favorite poem of sara..... (Report) Reply

  • (4/9/2008 7:12:00 AM)

    I'm not sure where you got this to be 'The Flight' but it is definitely not it. 'The Flight, ' while about love, has symbolism in it where the eagles represent people in love.... (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, January 3, 2003

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