Sara Teasdale (8 August 1884 – 29 January 1933 / Missouri)
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Poems by Sara Teasdale : 1 / 147
"Did You Never Know?"
Did you never know, long ago, how much you loved me --
That your love would never lessen and never go?
You were young then, proud and fresh-hearted,
You were too young to know.
Fate is a wind, and red leaves fly before it
Far apart, far away in the gusty time of year --
Seldom we meet now, but when I hear you speaking,
I know your secret, my dear, my dear.
Sara Teasdale
Submitted: Tuesday, December 31, 2002
Read poems about / on: fate, red, wind, time, love
Poems by Sara Teasdale : 1 / 147
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So true is my life to have found my first love after 30 years and he too feels the same way. We both know our secret and will continue in our lives apart, for he has admitted he was too young.
hey seems lik something i've done before.
This piece speaks of lasting love and tragedy. A great poem... I love her 'style.'
Sometimes fate just isn't meant to be, but sometimes you can find a degree of comfort in just knowing.
that is the kind of poems i love to hear. it is very emotional to me. i never heard a poem that was emotional. this poem is the best. keep up the great work.
Now here is a great poem...i have often said there is much to value in simplicity and brevity and this poetess embraces both...there is a delicate flow to this wonderful love poem and yet it is powerful in it's delivery. This is good strong poetry.