The Great Mirror of Same-Sex Love - Poetry - 91. Three Poems from March

Thanks for sharing these beautiful tributes to love.  Since the background always helps, I went off in search of my own this time.  Avoiding the traditionally-whitewashed sources, I found some reasonably frank biographical accounts.  Sara Teasdale was clearly a very complex person who was a victim of the era in which she lived.  A familiar tale that rarely ends well.

1 hour ago, Backwoods Boy said:

Thanks for sharing these beautiful tributes to love.  Since the background always helps, I went off in search of my own this time.  Avoiding the traditionally-whitewashed sources, I found some reasonably frank biographical accounts.  Sara Teasdale was clearly a very complex person who was a victim of the era in which she lived.  A familiar tale that rarely ends well.

Thank you, Jon. I'm really pleased I inspired you to dig a little deeper, and avoid the must-be-so-because-we-say-so trap of Wiki You've brought a smile to my day with this information. 

And more of the STL "something in the water" that births great writers belongs to Teasdale (as it does to yours truly ) It's amazing how many of the world's best are buried in glorious old Bellefontaine Cemetery

These are beautiful poems. They speak to a deep, transcendent love, one that cries out for faithful understanding. With that in mind, I’m grateful for the added information you added in your notes. 

6 minutes ago, Parker Owens said:

These are beautiful poems. They speak to a deep, transcendent love, one that cries out for faithful understanding. With that in mind, I’m grateful for the added information you added in your notes. 

Thank you, Parker, for reading and commenting on these. It seems there is a sort of unique hope that belongs to the month of March. It reaches for the break of cold weather, but is held back . . . but still, it grasps for spring.

Thanks again!

Thanks for bringing these lovely poems to us, AC.  I also appreciate the thoughts and information shared by all. 

On 3/25/2023 at 3:27 AM, raven1 said:

Thanks for bringing these lovely poems to us, AC.  I also appreciate the thoughts and information shared by all. 

Thanks, Terry. I was having it dawn on me, right this instant, how ironic it is the Pulitzer Prize committee (accidentally) awarded a Gay person like Teasdale the first of their Prizes for American poetry. In The Love of Friends: An anthology of Gay and Lesbian letters to lovers and friends [Jones / Clark, Editors] (New York 1997) another American Lesbian poet (arguably a much finer one . . . ) Edna Saint-Vincent Millay writes in the 1920s how she knows beyond a shadow of a doubt the Committee is shunning her work entirely because she's Gay, and for no other reason (ps. 335-342). Her feelings seem borne out by the fact that Hart Crane was also denied this top recognition during his life; denied it solely due to the rabid, anti-gay discrimination we still are forced to live through today.