Understanding Poem by Sara Teasdale

Understanding



I understood the rest too well,
And all their thoughts have come to be
Clear as grey sea-weed in the swell
Of a sunny shallow sea.

But you I never understood,
Your spirit's secret hides like gold
Sunk in a Spanish galleon
Ages ago in waters cold.


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Sara Teasdale

Sara Teasdale

Missouri / United States
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