Blue dust of evening over my city,
Over the ocean of roofs and the tall towers
Where the window-lights, myriads and myriads,
Bloom from the walls like climbing flowers.

(C) Sara Teasdale
01/01/2000


Best Poems of Sara Teasdale

• What Do I Care?
• Water Lilies
• Vox Corporis
• A Cry
• The Wanderer
• The Sea Wind
• A Boy
• After Death
• I Am Not Yours
• The Ghost
• Fault
• Debt
• To One Away
• Two Minds
• The Wayfarer
• Two Songs For Solitude: The Crystal Gazer
• Rivers To The Sea
• The Wind
• Faces
• Buried Love
• Riches