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The Coin

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The Coin
by
Sara Teasdale

Into my heart’s treasury
I slipped a coin
That time cannot take
Nor a thief purloin,
Oh better than the minting
Of a gold-crowned king
Is the safe-kept memory
Of a lovely thing.

Sara Teasdale (1884 - 1933) was a Missouri-born poet afflicted with poor health from birth. She loved one man but married another, divorced, lost her best friend to suicide, and eventually committed suicide herself. Ironically, a majority of her poems are about love and beauty, and she won the first Pulitzer Prize for poetry in 1918. There are some similarities to be drawn between Sara and Emily Dickinson; both were reclusive, both wrote intensely personal poetry that frequently focused on nature, both knew unrequited love.

(from yourdailypoem.com)

Comments

Dec. 19th, 2013 02:57 am (UTC)
She's one of my favorite poets. Thank you.
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Dec. 19th, 2013 03:38 am (UTC)
My pleasure :) She is one of my favourite poets as well, and I'd not seen this poem before. Was surprised to read something in her biography, though, given the general tone of her poems...