Winter StarsBY SARA TEASDALEI went out at night alone;The young blood flowing beyond the seaSeemed to have drenched my spirit’s wings- I bore my sorrow heavily. But when I lifted up my head From shadows shaken on the snow,I saw Orion in the east Burn steadily as long ago. From windows in my father’s house,Continue reading “Winter Stars : Sara Teasdale : : Winter Poems : :”