Poetic Openings : Sara Teasdale to Sara Teasdale

Poet : Sara Teasdale : Poem : At Sea : First Line : In the pull of the wind I stand, lonely,
Poet : Sara Teasdale : Poem : August Moonrise : First Line : The sun was gone, and the moon was coming
Poet : Sara Teasdale : Poem : Barter : First Line : Life has loveliness to sell,
Poet : Sara Teasdale : Poem : Beatrice : First Line : Send out the singers—let the room be still;
Poet : Sara Teasdale : Poem : Because : First Line : Oh, because you never tried

Poet : Sara Teasdale : Poem : Bells : First Line : At six o’clock of an autumn dusk
Poet : Sara Teasdale : Poem : Blue Squills : First Line : How many million Aprils came
Poet : Sara Teasdale : Poem : Broadway : First Line : This is the quiet hour; the theaters
Poet : Sara Teasdale : Poem : Buried Love : First Line : I have come to bury Love
Poet : Sara Teasdale : Poem : But Not To Me : First Line : The April night is still and sweet