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theshatterednotes · 10 months
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American poet Sara Teasdale
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mournfulroses · 23 days
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Sara Teasdale, from The Collected Poems of Sara Teasdale; "Song,"
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followjacobbarlow · 3 months
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Teasdale Post Office
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seraphinesaintclair · 1 month
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Sara Teasdale, “Love Songs”
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petaltexturedskies · 2 months
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Sara Teasdale, from "I Have Loved Hours at Sea"
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Life & Death
Life & Death
When I have looked Life in the eyes,Grown calm and very coldly wise,Life will have given me the Truth,And taken in exchange–my youth. “Wisdom” – Sara Teasdale, American lyric poet, born on 8 August 1884. Not one would mind, neither bird nor treeIf mankind perished utterly; And Spring herself, when she woke at dawn,Would scarcely know that we were gone. Sara Teasdale: “There Will Come Soft…
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soracities · 1 year
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My heart is crowded full of foolish thoughts Like early flowers in an April meadow, And I must give them to you, all of them, Before they fade.
Sara Teasdale, from “A November Night”
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llovelymoonn · 9 days
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hanif abdurraqib \\ sara teasdale love songs
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metamorphesque · 2 years
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musings on kisses
― Simone de Beauvoir (Letters to Sartre), Henri de Toulouse-Lautrec [Le Lit (The Bed), Au lit: le baiser (In Bed: The Kiss)], Indran Amirthanayagam (Kiss), Auguste Rodin, Gustav Klimt (The Kiss), Sara Teasdale (The Kiss)
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wedarkacademia · 20 days
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My heart is crowded full of foolish thoughts, like early flowers in an April meadow, and I must give them to you, all of them, before they fade.
— Sara Teasdale, Love Songs; A November Night
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flowerytale · 8 months
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Sara Teasdale, from “The Kiss”, The Collected Poems Of Sara Teasdale
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apoemaday · 1 month
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I Am Not Yours
by Sara Teasdale
I am not yours, not lost in you, Not lost, although I long to be Lost as a candle lit at noon, Lost as a snowflake in the sea. You love me, and I find you still A spirit beautiful and bright, Yet I am I, who long to be Lost as a light is lost in light. Oh plunge me deep in love -- put out My senses, leave me deaf and blind, Swept by the tempest of your love, A taper in a rushing wind.
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mournfulroses · 23 days
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Sara Teasdale, from The Collected Poems of Sara Teasdale; "The Wind,"
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followjacobbarlow · 2 years
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First Public Building
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seraphinesaintclair · 2 months
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Sara Teasdale, “The Cloud”
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petaltexturedskies · 1 month
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Sara Teasdale, from "May Night" in Rivers to the Sea
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