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Rispetto
(August 8, 1884 – January 29, 1933 / Missouri / United States)

Rispetto

Poem By Sara Teasdale

Was that his step that sounded on the stair?
Was that his knock I heard upon the door?
I grow so tired I almost cease to care,
And yet I would that he might come once more.

It was the wind I heard, that mocks at me,
The bitter wind that is more cruel than he;
It was the wind that knocked upon the door,
But he will never knock nor enter more.

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.......wonderful and imaginative ★


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