Wind and hail and veering rain,
Driven mist that veils the day,
Soul's distress and body's pain,
I would bear you while I may.

I would love you if I might,
For so soon my life will be
Buried in a lasting night,
Even pain denied to me.

(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