Sara Teasdale was an American lyrical poet. She was born Sara Trevor Teasdale in St. Louis, Missouri, and after her marriage in 1914 she went by the name Sara Teasdale Filsinger.
Teasdale's first poem was published in Reedy's Mirror, a local newspaper, in 1907. Her first collection of poems, Sonne…
I hoped that he would love me, And he has kissed my mouth,
But I am like a stricken bird That cannot reach the south.
For though I know he loves me, To-night my heart is sad;
His kiss was not so wonderful As all the dreams I had.