Sara Teasdale: Evening, New York
Evening: New York
Blue dust of evening over my city,
Over the ocean of roofs and the tall towers
Where the window-lights, myriads and myriads,
Bloom from the walls like climbing flowers.
Sara Teasdale
(1884-1933)
Evening: New York
from: Flame and Shadow
• fleursdumal.nl magazine
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