Love

In the Wood

by Sara Teasdale 1884–1933

From Dark of the Moon (1926)

Love

I heard the water-fall rejoice
Singing like a choir,
I saw the sun flash out of it
Azure and amber fire.

The earth was like an open flower
Enamelled and arrayed,
The path I took to find its heart
Fluttered with sun and shade.

And while earth lured me, gently, gently,
Happy and all alone,
Suddenly a heavy snake
Reared black upon a stone.

MLA

Teasdale, Sara. “In the Wood.” Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/teasdale/336/.

Chicago

Teasdale, Sara. “In the Wood.” Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/teasdale/336/.

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