Night, by Sara Teasdale
It's fun poking around in anthologies and page-a-day calendars. I keep finding "new" poets to read and love.
Here's a poem from Sara Teasdale, an American poet born in St. Louis, Missouri near the end of the nineteenth century. I'll be looking for more of her work to read (and most of it is available free online, as she is well out of copyright).
Night
by Sara Teasdale
Stars over snow,
And in the west a planet
Swinging below a star-
Look for a lovely thing and you will find it,
It is not far-
It never will be far.
Here's a poem from Sara Teasdale, an American poet born in St. Louis, Missouri near the end of the nineteenth century. I'll be looking for more of her work to read (and most of it is available free online, as she is well out of copyright).
Night
by Sara Teasdale
Stars over snow,
And in the west a planet
Swinging below a star-
Look for a lovely thing and you will find it,
It is not far-
It never will be far.