Alone in the night
On a dark hill
With pines around me
Spicy and still,
And a heaven full of stars
Over my head,
White and topaz
And misty red;
Myriads with beating
Hearts of fire
That aeons
Cannot vex or tire;
Up the dome of heaven
Like a great hill,
I watch them marching
Stately and still,
And I know that I
Am honored to be
Witness
Of so much majesty.From: Flame and Shadow (1920)
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Stars (Sara Teasdale, 1884-1933)
Classic Poetry: "There Will Come Soft Rains," Sara Teasdale, 1884-1933
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Sara Teasdale
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There will come soft rains and the smell of the ground,
And swallows circling with their shimmering sound;
And frogs in the pools singing at night,
And wild plum trees in tremulous white;
Robins will wear their feathery fire,
Whistling their whims on a low fence-wire;
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Terrible Beauty
glendale92
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And not one will know of the war, not one
Will care at last when it is done.
Not one would mind, neither bird nor tree,
If mankind perished utterly;
And Spring herself, when she woke at dawn
Would scarcely know that we were gone.
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"August 2026: There Will Come Soft Rains" (Based on Ray Bradbury's short story, which includes Teasdale's poem)
Berserkrca
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There will come soft rains and the smell of the ground,
And swallows circling with their shimmering sound;
And frogs in the pools singing at night,
And wild plum trees in tremulous white;
Robins will wear their feathery fire,
Whistling their whims on a low fence-wire;
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Terrible Beauty
glendale92
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And not one will know of the war, not one
Will care at last when it is done.
Not one would mind, neither bird nor tree,
If mankind perished utterly;
And Spring herself, when she woke at dawn
Would scarcely know that we were gone.
--1920
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"August 2026: There Will Come Soft Rains" (Based on Ray Bradbury's short story, which includes Teasdale's poem)
Berserkrca
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