In honor of my imminent trip to South Padre Island...

[joseishijin.livejournal.com]

Sea Longing

A thousand miles beyond this sun-steeped wall
Somewhere the waves creep cool along the sand,
The ebbing tide forsakes the listless land
With the old murmur, long and musical;
The windy waves mount up and curve and fall,
And round the rocks the foam blows up like snow -
Tho' I am inland far, I hear and know,
For I was born the sea's eternal thrall.
I would that I were there and over me
The cold insistence of the tide would roll,
Quenching this burning thing men call the soul,
Then with the ebbing I should drift and be
Less than the smallest shell along the shoal,
Less than the seagulls calling to the sea.

- Sara Teasdale

Comments

[nattyleedread.livejournal.com]

A Great Sea poem, thank you :)

[lynzertart.livejournal.com]

Sara Teasdale is wonderful. Lovely choice.

[icarus-flying.livejournal.com]

This is a beautiful poem. Thank you!