I came across this poem in a daily poetry feed I subscribe to that publishes too many contemporary poems that are topical and culturally woke, but rarely good:

Eight O’Clock 
By Sara Teasdale 
Supper comes at five o’clock,
At six, the evening star,
My lover comes at eight o’clock –
But eight o’clock is far.
How could I bear my pain all day
Unless I watched to see
The clock-hands laboring to bring
Eight o’clock to me.

This one was good. So, I read another by Teasdale:

I Shall Not Care 
When I am dead and over me bright April
Shakes out her rain-drenched hair,
Tho’ you should lean above me broken-hearted,
I shall not care.
I shall have peace, as leafy trees are peaceful
When rain bends down the bough,
And I shall be more silent and cold-hearted
Than you are now.

I liked that one even better. So, I googled “Sara Teasdale” and found this:

“Sara Trevor Teasdale was an American lyric poet. She was born in St. Louis, Missouri, and used the name Filsinger after her 1914 marriage. In 1918, she won a Pulitzer Prize for her 1917 poetry collection Love Songs.”

Interesting: This was the same time that Edna St. Vincent Millay was recognized as one of a handful of gifted and skillful women writing poetry. In fact, when Millay became the first woman ever to win the Pulitzer Prize for Poetry in 1923, she acknowledged that Sara Teasdale was one of two women poets who had won prizes for their poetry prior to the establishment of the award.

I’m a huge fan (as young people say) of Millay, and so I thought I might become a huge fan of Teasdale if I could read more of her poetry. I went online, hoping to find something… and did find this for sale:

So, is this a recommendation? If you like poetry, it is!