“Lyric night of the lingering Indian Summer, Shadowy fields that are scentless but full of singing, Never a bird, but the passionless chant of insects, Ceaseless, insistent. The grasshopper's horn, and far-off, high in the maples, The wheel of a locust leisurely grinding the silence Under a moon waning and worn, broken, Tired with summer.”
Quote by Sara Teasdale
Book:Collected Poems
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Collected Poems
This book is a collection of poems that spans different styles and themes, showcasing the diversity of poetic expression. more
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