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Poem by Sara Teasdale
April
THE roofs are shining from the rain.
The sparrows tritter 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.
Sara Teasdale
Poem Themes: Spring, April
Sara Teasdale's other poems:- In Spring, Santa Barbara
- In a Cuban Garden
- Bells
- Understanding
- Alone
Poems of the other poets with the same name:
Charlotte Smith April ("GREEN o'er the copses spring's soft hues are spreading") Edward Thomas April ("The sweetest thing, I thought") Alice Cary April ("THE wild and windy March once more") John Payne April ("SWEET April, with thy mingling tears and smiles") John Whittier April ("'T is the noon of the spring-time, yet never a bird") Frederick Tuckerman April ("The first of April! yet November's haze") William Watson April ("APRIL, April") Archibald Lampman April ("Pale season, watcher in unvexed suspense") William Williams April ("If you had come away with me") Dollie Radford April ("Through the meadow April comes") Emily Dickinson April ("An altered look about the hills")
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