The Look by Sara Teasdale

The Look by Sara Teasdale

Strephon kissed me in the spring,
  Robin in the fall,
But Colin only looked at me
  And never kissed at all.

 Strephon’s kiss was lost in jest,
  Robin’s lost in play,
But the kiss in Colin’s eyes
  Haunts me night and day.

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Lori's notes: 
Here's a poem by Sara Teasdale, the American lyrical poet who 
lived from 1884 until 1933. She experienced all sorts of health 
issues in childhood and a tragic end to her short life, 
but won significant writing awards in the middle and left 
behind some fine poems. 

The above (not one she's best known for) is a short, easy piece, 
or it may seem so on first reading. But after spending a few 
moments with it, there's more, isn't there?

Have you known any women like the woman of this poem?

Poets.org (an American Academy of Poets site) is the place to go if you’re looking for a poet, a poem, or related biographies. It’s a terrific poetry-lovers site. Sometimes I enjoy going there to read stats. Stats can be great fun. Go ahead and try it out. Find out which poems are most popular and which poets are searched most often.

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