Sara Teasdale

Written for:  Poetic Bloomings2 – Prompt #284 – “What’s In A Name?”
“Think of a famous poet/writer or another person who has your same first name, and write a tribute or ode to this person. I mean after all … what’s in a name? (If you’re hard pressed to find a like-named poet, choose one you admire, and fire!)”

An American lyric poet,
Sara Teasdale, was born
in St. Louis, Missouri.
Home-schooled for nine
years due to poor health,
she regained her strength,
and eventually won
the Pulitzer prize for
her collection of poetry
entitled, “Love Songs”.
She took her own life
at the age of 48. Why
do so many poets suffer
from depression?

Here is a poem from Love Songs:

I have remembered beauty in the night,
Against black silences I waked to see
A shower of sunlight over Italy
And green Ravello dreaming on her height;
I have remembered music in the dark,
The clean swift brightness of a fugue of Bach’s,
And running water singing on the rocks
When once in English woods I heard a lark.

But all remembered beauty is no more
Than a vague prelude to the thought of you —
You are the rarest soul I ever knew,
Lover of beauty, knightliest and best;
My thoughts seek you as waves that seek the shore,
And when I think of you, I am at rest.
~Sara Teasdale

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About purplepeninportland

I am a freelance poet, born and bred in Brooklyn, New York. I live with my husband, John, and two charming rescue dogs–Marion Miller and Murphy. We spent eight lovely years in Portland, OR, but are now back in New York. My goal is to create and share poetry with others who write, or simply enjoy reading poetry. I hope to touch a nerve in you, and feel your sparks as well.
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