Sara Teasdale

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

There Will Come Soft Rain - Poem by Sara Teasdale

There will come soft rain and the smell of the ground,
And swallows circling with their shimmering sound;

And frogs in the pools singing at night,
And wild plum trees in tremulous white;

Robins will wear their feathery fire,
Whistling their whims on a low fence-wire;

And not one will know of the war, not one
Will care at last when it is done.

Not one would mind, neither bird nor tree,
If mankind perished utterly;

And Spring herself, when she woke at dawn
Would scarcely know that we were gone.

Topic(s) of this poem: rain


Comments about There Will Come Soft Rain by Sara Teasdale

  • Tapan M. Saren (5/1/2017 8:15:00 AM)


    And Spring herself, when she woke at dawn
    Would scarcely know that we were gone.

    Fine lines.
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  • val Rogers (4/19/2015 5:39:00 PM)


    The future of all man kind. If we're not very careful. A well written couplet. (Report) Reply

  • (4/19/2015 1:44:00 PM)


    Simply beautiful poem with the soft cold wind of the rain in it. (Report) Reply

  • Elaine Sept (4/19/2015 10:55:00 AM)


    A really moving and beautiful poem. (Report) Reply

  • (4/19/2015 5:11:00 AM)


    This poem having relevance through out the history of human beings in earth and no one can predict when the world attains complete peace without wars. Great imaginations of rain and war. (Report) Reply

  • Geoffrey Fafard (4/19/2015 3:43:00 AM)


    Simplicity that gives a complex situation a whole overview..simplicity so stunning..I have always loved this poem. (Report) Reply

  • (4/19/2015 1:53:00 AM)


    This is a beautiful poem with a powerful message. I enjoyed the rhyming couplet and the choice of words.

    The tone of this try is sweet-serious, and I like it this way in the type of poetry.

    Luis Estable
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  • (3/26/2014 11:15:00 PM)


    First came upon this poem in one of Ray Bradbury's short stories, a wistful tale on the aftermath of nuclear holocaust. The story evoked a powerful imagery in my mind, of a shadow left on a wall, in the form of a human being. The poignancy of the poem hits you right between the eyes in the last verse. People BIG and SMALL should all read this poem and open up their eyes and mind, to realize how futile is man's struggle for power and domination, and how insignificant is the history of mankind in a cosmic setting.
    Wake up, the Vladimir Putin's, the Bashar al-Assad's, and the Barack Obama's of this world!
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  • (4/10/2013 2:55:00 PM)


    We read this in class in the late 60s and I never forgot it. It comes back to me in times of personal distress or difficult times. I also think of it as the threat of some potential nuclear attack - North Korea 2013 comes to mind.
    One of, if not my favorite, poem...
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  • (10/7/2012 3:48:00 AM)


    This is one of my favorite poems of all time. the first time i read it, i knew that whoever wrote it shred a birthday with me...i absolutely had no doubt somehow. so i looked it up on wikipedia, and sure enough, it was Teasdale, and sure enough she was born on the same day as i was, August 8th,102 years before i was born to the day. i only have a few of my poems on here, but alot of my lyric verse has a quality to it similar to teasdale, some family members have suggested to me. spooky sort of... (Report) Reply

  • (12/26/2009 5:51:00 PM)


    There is simplistic, raw beauty in Sara’s works. Not much revision. Just off the cuff thoughts that flow. (Report) Reply

  • (8/27/2009 12:57:00 AM)


    This poem was recited in the story, There Will Come Soft Rains by Ray Bradbury. The story was of a fully automated house that was the sole survivor of a nuclear blast. It matched the poem perfectly! (Report) Reply

  • (2/18/2008 7:34:00 PM)


    I read this with a short story in 8th grade. the story was called There Will Come Soft Rains. And Man did I fall in love with it! ! ! Such a great poem, its the absolute best. Sara Teasdale is my idol haha (Report) Reply

  • (2/15/2008 4:33:00 PM)


    I read this in seventh grade, and it blew me away...there's a loveliness in the motion of it, in contrast to its warning...which makes it so poignant. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, January 3, 2003

Poem Edited: Thursday, December 11, 2014


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