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The Crystal Gazer
(August 8, 1884 – January 29, 1933 / Missouri / United States)

The Crystal Gazer

Poem By Sara Teasdale

I shall gather myself into myself again,
I shall take my scattered selves and make them one,
Fusing them into a polished crystal ball
Where I can see the moon and the flashing sun.

I shall sit like a sibyl, hour after hour intent,
Watching the future come and the present go,
And the little shifting pictures of people rushing
In restless self-importance to and fro.

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........incredible theme, most imaginative ★


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