Friday, April 10, 2009

Poetry Friday - Sara Teasdale (1884-1933)

April
Sara Teasdale

The roofs are shining from the rain,
The sparrows twitter as they fly,
And with a windy April grace
The little clouds go by.

Yet the back yards are bare and brown
With only one unchanging tree--
I could not be so sure of Spring
Save that it sings in me.



My sentiments exactly.

Poetry Friday is being hosted today at Carol's Corner.
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4 comments:

  1. Kelly PolarkApril 10, 2009 at 6:08 PM

    I've never read that one before! Love it and perfectly timed!

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  2. CarolApril 11, 2009 at 3:17 AM

    I'd forgotten about this poem. I know I have heard the last line before. I love it!

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  3. Andromeda JazmonApril 11, 2009 at 6:51 AM

    Oh I love this poem!! There couldn't have been a better month for NPM than April!!

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  4. ChristinaApril 16, 2009 at 9:34 PM

    Kelly, Carol, and Andromeda, thanks so much for stopping by! Hopefully spring will truly arrive here in New England soon. I'm longing for the day when it's above forty degrees when I get up in the morning.

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