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Poem by Sara Teasdale


Primavera Mia


AS KINGS, seeing their lives about to pass,
Take off the heavy ermine and the crown,
So had the trees that autumn-time laid down
Their golden garments on the dying grass,
When I, who watched the seasons in the glass
Of my own thoughts, saw all the autumn's brown
Leap into life and wear a sunny gown
Of leafage fresh as happy April has.
Great spring came singing upward from the south;
For in my heart, far carried on the wind,
Your words like winged seeds took root and grew,
And all the world caught music from your mouth;
I saw the light as one who had been blind,
And knew my sun and song and spring were you.



Sara Teasdale


Sara Teasdale's other poems:
  1. Song at Capri
  2. After Parting
  3. Debt
  4. Gifts
  5. Barter


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