Sara Teasdale

In 1884, Sara Trevor Teasdale was born in St. Louis, Missouri, into an old, established, and devout family. She was home-schooled until she was nine and traveled frequently to Chicago, where she became part of the circle surrounding Poetry magazine and Harriet Monroe. Teasdale published Sonnets to Duse, and Other Poems, her first volume of verse, in 1907. Her second collection, Helen of Troy, and Other Poems, followed in 1911, and her third, Rivers to the Sea, in 1915.

In 1914 Teasdale married Ernst Filsinger; she had previously rejected a number of other suitors, including Vachel Lindsay. She moved with her new husband to New York City in 1916. In 1918, she won the Columbia University Poetry Society Prize (which became the Pulitzer Prize for poetry) and the Poetry Society of America Prize for Love Songs, which had appeared in 1917. She published three more volumes of poetry during her lifetime: Flame and Shadow (1920), Dark of the Moon (1926), and Stars To-night (1930). Teasdale's work had always been characterized by its simplicity and clarity, her use of classical forms, and her passionate and romantic subject matter. These later books trace her growing finesse and poetic subtlety. She divorced in 1929 and lived the rest of her life as a semi-invalid. Weakened after a difficult bout with pneumonia, Teasdale committed suicide in 1933 with an overdose of barbiturates. Her final collection, Strange Victory appeared posthumously that same year.



Poems found:
After Love by Sara Teasdale
There is no magic any more
Barter by Sara Teasdale
Life has loveliness to sell
Faults by Sara Teasdale
They came to tell your faults to me
Four Winds by Sara Teasdale
"Four winds blowing thro' the sky
I Am Not Yours by Sara Teasdale
I am not yours, not lost in you
I Love You by Sara Teasdale
When April bends above me
Moonlight by Sara Teasdale
It will not hurt me when I am old
Places [III. Winter Sun] by Sara Teasdale
There was a bush with scarlet berries
Summer Night, Riverside by Sara Teasdale
In the wild soft summer darkness
The Falling Star by Sara Teasdale
I saw a star slide down the sky
The Gift by Sara Teasdale
What can I give you, my lord, my lover
The Kiss by Sara Teasdale
Before you kissed me only winds of heaven
The Look by Sara Teasdale
Strephon kissed me in the spring
There Will Come Soft Rains by Sara Teasdale
There will come soft rains and the smell of the ground,
What Do I Care by Sara Teasdale
What do I care, in the dreams and the languor of spring

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