“Never again the music blown as brightly Off of my heart as foam blown off a wave; Never again the melody that lightly Caressed my grief and healed the wounds it gave. Never again–I hear my dark thoughts clashing Sullen and blind as waves that beat a wall– Age that is coming, summer that is going, All I have lost or never found at all.”
This book encompasses a wide range of poetic works, showcasing the author's diverse styles and themes throughout their career. more
Sara Teasdale was an American poet known for her lyrical poetry. Her works are characterized by their concise and emotive language, which has won her a wide readership. Born on August 8, 1884, she passed away on January 29, 1933. more
“A grandfather clause, I thought. And what place was more fitted for one than an old-age home?”
“It doesn't matter how old you are," Lila said. "What matters is how you live.”
“It's strange when you no longer recognize yourself.”