she loved the genre
steam engines romance intrigue
a quiet yearning
Carpe Diem Ghost Writer #26, Sara Teasdale’s “Leaves” by Jen of “Blog It Or Lose IT”
LEAVES a poem by Sara Teasdale
Here is “Leaves” (1917) for your inspiration:
ONE by one, like leaves from a tree,
All my faiths have forsaken me;
But the stars above my head Burn in white and delicate red,
And beneath my feet the earth Brings the sturdy grass to birth.
I who was content to be But a silken-singing tree,
But a rustle of delight In the wistful heart of night,
I have lost the leaves that knew Touch of rain and weight of dew.
Blinded by a leafy crown I looked neither up nor down –
But the little leaves that die Have left me room to see the sky;
Now for the first time I know Stars above and earth below.
rattling noisily in winter –
let go, little one
© Jen of Blog It Or Lose It
My interpretation…even though there is loss and disappointment there still exit a ‘looking forward’..hope. I don’t know where that came from because I myself can be gloomy as hell as evidenced by some of my posts here. But as my mom always said,
“you can be gloomy all you want, just don’t rent it space in your head”
FALL DONS ITS COLORS
AS TURNING LEAVES BID FAREWELL
CLEARS PATH TO HEAVENS