Sara Teasdale (Сара Тисдейл)

Evening: New York

  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.

1. Did You Never Know?
2. The Treasure
3. Snowfall
4. The Sanctuary
5. At Sea

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