Spring Torrents

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Title:     Spring Torrents
Author: Sara Teasdale [More Titles by Teasdale]

Will it always be like this until I am dead,
Every spring must I bear it all again
With the first red haze of the budding maple boughs,
And the first sweet-smelling rain?

Oh I am like a rock in the rising river
Where the flooded water breaks with a low call--
Like a rock that knows the cry of the waters
And cannot answer at all.

[The end]
Sara Teasdale's poem: Spring Torrents

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