Teasdale’s third collection, published in 1915, is made of brief, musical lyrics. A speaker stands in a fog-filled park asking why beauty is not enough and why she still cries after love; elsewhere there are April rain, swans, a lighted window, old loves set beside new ones, and the quiet resignation of poems like Peace.
Clear, singable verse from the poet who won the first Pulitzer Prize for poetry a few years later. Download the free EPUB.