I Am Not Yours by Sara Teasdale

[kellyrfineman]

I've posted poems by Sara Teasdale before ( "Night" and "The Look"), and each time I come across one of her poems, I find I love her work. I must, therefore, try to remember to read more of it still. In my (almost nonexistent due to current writing frenzy) spare time.

Today's choice is "I am not yours", which was the poem of the day from The

Comments

[melted_rachel]

That is lovely *adds to memories*

[kellyrfineman]

I'm so glad it spoke to you too!

[christy_lenzi]

<3 <3 <3 and a little bit of :(

[christy_lenzi]

oops--I don't think the links for the other two poems are working.

[kellyrfineman]

D'oh! I forgot to insert the code! It's fixed now!

[kellyrfineman]

Exactly!

[p_sunshine]

Ooh! I love it!
(and for some reason, I keep thinking that Bella would as well, especially in the first two books...)
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.
Naughty! And awesome. =)

[kellyrfineman]

I agree - it's very Bella (I'm still on the Twilight diet, and am now rereading Eclipse for the umpteenth time), but it's also very true of so many girls who are falling in love. And it does seem a bit naughty, doesn't it?

I really have to get my hands on a Teasdale collection, since I like the individual poems I've come across so much!

[mostly_irish]

Oh I looooove this. Love, love, love. I now have to read more Sara Teasdale too.

[kellyrfineman]

The handful of her poems that I've read are all marvelous.