English poetry

Poets Х Biographies Х Poems by Themes Х Random Poem Х
The Rating of Poets Х The Rating of Poems

Poem by Sara Teasdale


COME, when the pale moon like a petal
    Floats in the pearly dusk of spring, 
Come with outstretched arms to take me,
    Come with lips pursed up to cling.

Come, for life is a frail moth flying
    Caught in the web of the years that pass, 
And soon we two,so warm and eager,
    Will be as the gray stones in the grass.

Sara Teasdale

Sara Teasdale's other poems:
  1. Song at Capri
  2. Pierrot
  3. Love Me
  4. In the Metropolitan Museum
  5. Dew

Poem to print Print


Last Poems

To Russian version


English Poetry. E-mail eng-poetry.ru@yandex.ru