Sara Teasdale

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

The Metropolitan Tower - Poem by Sara Teasdale

We walked together in the dusk
To watch the tower grow dimly white,
And saw it lift against the sky
Its flower of amber light.

You talked of half a hundred things,
I kept each little word you said;
And when at last the hour was full,
I saw the light turn red.

You did not know the time had come,
You did not see the sudden flower,
Nor know that in my heart Love's birth
Was reckoned from that hour.


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Poem Submitted: Friday, January 3, 2003



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