Thursday, 3 July 2014
Day 713: Tides
Since it's July, you can expect to see a lot of sea-themed poems from here on in! Here's Sara Teasdale with a lyrical melancholic ode to love, via the metaphor of tides.
Tides - Sara Teasdale
Love in my heart was a fresh tide flowing
Where the starlike sea gulls soar;
The sun was keen and the foam was blowing
High on the rocky shore.
But now in the dusk the tide is turning,
Lower the sea gulls soar,
And the waves that rose in resistless yearning
Are broken forevermore.