The April night is still and sweet
With flowers on every tree;
Peace comes to them on quiet feet,
But not to me.

My peace is hidden in his breast
Where I shall never be;
Love comes to-night to all the rest,
But not to me.

Analysis, meaning and summary of Sara Teasdale's poem But Not To Me

2 Comments

  1. melody says:

    what a sad poem. she seems to be talking about an unrequited love, which i think almost all of us can relate to. and also that she can’t find a peace in her heart that everyone else seems to already have. this poem sounds really lonely and desperate. i like it.

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