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May Night
Sara Teasdale


The spring is fresh and fearless
And every leaf is new,
The world is brimmed with moonlight,
The lilac brimmed with dew.

Here in the moving shadows
I catch my breath and sing--
My heart is fresh and fearless
And over-brimmed with spring.

This poem is in the public domain.



Sara Teasdale (1884 - 1933) was a Missouri-born poet afflicted with poor health from birth. She loved one man but married another, divorced, lost her best friend to suicide, and eventually committed suicide herself. Ironically, a majority of her poems are about love and beauty, and she won the first Pulitzer Prize for poetry in 1918. There are some similarities to be drawn between Sara and Emily Dickinson; both were reclusive, both wrote intensely personal poetry that frequently focused on nature, both knew unrequited love.



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?Fresh and fearless? Love her craft, I imagine her wearing an Easter brimmed hat. Such a lovely poem! Thanks for featuring it.
Posted 06/03/2020 04:11 PM
SO lovely--then and now, timeless
Posted 05/30/2020 02:58 PM
First Pulitzer for poetry, yes. Fine May poem.
Posted 05/29/2020 12:09 PM
Love all the brims.
Posted 05/29/2020 09:58 AM
Today I traded my jeans for shorts. Spring.
Posted 05/29/2020 09:17 AM
Larry Schug:
A picture of the world as it is for some, for what it could and should be for all. Let's all do something today to make it so.
Posted 05/29/2020 08:37 AM
michael escoubas:
What a tender masterpiece; a lesson in craftsman ship.
Posted 05/29/2020 08:12 AM

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