Sara Teasdale Quotes
From my spirit's gray defeat, From my pulse's flagging beat, From my hopes that turned to sand Sifting through my close-clenched hand, From my own fault's slavery, If I can sing, I still am free. For with my singing I can make A refuge for my spirit's sake, A house of shining words, to be My fragile immortality.
Topics
Defeat
Freedom, Liberty
Hope
Slaves, Slavery, The Slave Trade
Creativity, Creators
Fault
House
Immortality
Perseverance
Refuge
Resilience
Self Expression
Singing
Spirit
Shining
Inner Strength
Hands
Creative Expression
Artistic Refuge
Creative Empowerment
Emotional Liberation
Poetic Resilience
Spiritual Freedom
Citations
Teasdale, Sara. "Refuge." Love Songs, The Macmillan Company, 1917, p. 43.
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Sara Teasdale was an American lyric poet. She was born Sarah Trevor Teasdale in St. Louis, Missouri, and used the name Sara Teasdale Filsinger after her marriage in 1914.