The River Poem by Sara Teasdale

The River

Rating: 3.3


I came from the sunny valleys
And sought for the open sea,
For I thought in its gray expanses
My peace would come to me.

I came at last to the ocean
And found it wild and black,
And I cried to the windless valleys,
"Be kind and take me back!"

But the thirsty tide ran inland,
And the salt waves drank of me,
And I who was fresh as the rainfall
Am bitter as the sea.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Sara Betru 27 May 2015

... and thus was spoiled innocence of a soul! ! by the cruelty of this world and the hardships of life and the inhumane behavior of people all around...

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satan 17 May 2018

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Sara Teasdale is a great Sara Teasdale and poet! I love this Sara Teasdale poem! Thank you Sara Teasdale for writing this amazing Sara Teasdale poem!

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Abigail 08 October 2018

Umm.....how many times do you have to say Sara Teasdale?

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anibha 07 June 2018

sara your poem is very nice

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david 02 February 2022

amazing

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Caleb Tewodros 08 December 2020

Nice poem Sara Teasdale

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Kingsley 30 November 2020

It's an awesome poem, I really wish I could meet this Fabulous poet

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Eliyana Theodros 6c1 30 November 2020

Oh, nice poem Sara Teasdale!

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Abigail 08 October 2018

This is an incredible poem to show what a river thinks when it ends up in the bleak, murky sea. Brilliant poem by sar a Teasdale, keep up the good work!

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