Michael+&+Jessie

=Sara Teasdale =

Two poems by Sara Teasdale

//**I shall not care:**// //When I dead and over me bright april// //Shakes out her rain-dreanched hair,// //Tho' you should lean above me broken-hearted,// //I shall not care//

//I shall have peace, as leafy trees are peaceful// //When rain beats down the bough,// //And I shall be more silent and cold-hearted,// //Then you are now//

**//Night://** //Stars over snow// //and in the west a planet// //Swinging below a star-// //Look for a lovely thing and you'll find it// //It is not far-// //It is never far//

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 Sara Teasdale got most of her influences and style from her hard work at school and her sicknesses as a young kid. First, Sara Teasdale didn't go to school until she was nine because of her sicknesses. She studied hard on every subject to learn as much as everyone else. Sara started to learn reading and writing more than other subjects. Then she started to write poems and became a poet. In most of Sara's poems she addresses love, nature's beauty, and death for a theme. Also, for her style she used mostly sonnet. Most of Sara's poems were based on her sicknesses as a young kid. She always followed the poetry rules but she really wasn't that famous. Also, most poets said they were uneasy and uncomfortable how Sara worded her poems with a theme of death. In conclusion, Sara Teasdale got most of her influences and style from her hard work at school and her sicknesses as a young kid.

**Biography**

Sara Teasdale was born on August 8th 1884 in St. Louis Missouri. At age two her first word was pretty and even then her mother knew she was going to be a poet. She was always finding beauty in the world and in nature. Because she was a frail child her parents spoiled her. They home schooled her until ten when she was sent to the Ellen Dean Lockwoods school which she hated. So many years of being with only her parents had made her dislike talking to other children, preferring to talk to adults. She attended Mary’s institute at fourteen but didn’t graduate from there switching to Hosher Hall at fifteen. In 1914 she married a man called Ernst Filsinger but divorced fifteen years later. She received the Columbia poetry prize in 1918. Later in life she could no longer see the beauty in the world she committed suicide in New York in 1933.

**// Our poems: //** __**// The Backyard //**__ By Michael In the Backyard, where i kick a ball In to the net which is a goal. Then I here all the bird calls, In the holes of the trees and ground.

In the Backyard, where i lay on the grass. It is summer outside now. When the forecast is sunny, And thats not a bummer.

The light from The sun above. It is really bright, Which stuns me.

In the Backyard, which is tons of fun to play in!!!

Pineapple by Jessie I sit under the tree And wonder at fate When a golden sweet pineapple Falls on my plate It reminds me of summer Of vacation; Of Joy Of a wonderful day Even and adults toy But I’m no longer happy Just tiered and sad I no longer see beauty A power I once had I sit under the tree And wonder at Fate And wonder why happiness Always come too late