Poetic Openings : Sara Teasdale to Sara Teasdale
Poet : Sara Teasdale : Poem : Stars : First Line : Alone in the nightPoet : Sara Teasdale : Poem : Stresa : First Line : The moon grows out of the hills
Poet : Sara Teasdale : Poem : Summer Night, Riverside : First Line : In the wild soft summer darkness
Poet : Sara Teasdale : Poem : Summer Storm : First Line : The panther wind
Poet : Sara Teasdale : Poem : Sunset: St. Louis : First Line : Hushed in the smoky haze of summer sunset,