by Windchaser 5 Replies latest social entertainment
When I am dead and over me bright April
Shakes out her rain-drenched hair,
Tho' you should lean above me broken-hearted,
I shall not care.
I shall have peace, as leafy trees are peaceful
When rain bends down the bough,
And I shall be more silent and cold-hearted,
Than you are now.
--Sara Teasdale
Edited by - Windchaser on 2 July 2002 4:18:56
I love this poem. I am going to write this one in my journal,,, with a dedication to a certain person. This person will probably never see it, but ... I shall not care.......... I think this poem speaks volumns . Thanks for sharing it.
Thank you, Lying... My favorite poem.
Edited by - windchaser on 2 July 2002 16:45:37
Windchaser,
Thanks for posting this poem; as LyinEyes said, it does speak volumes.
Dana
Hi, WindCatcher! The poem speaks most eloquently by omission. Is your identification with it due to personal experience?
Yes, COMF. While it has been my favorite poem throughout life, sometimes it has spoken about my life's experiences. There have been people in my life that I have loved, either romantically or as a friend, who have left me cold.
