Wow… this poem written by Sara Teasdale in 1920 really hits the mark. I hadn’t heard of this poet before searching public domain poetry for this project… and after reading quite a bit of her work, I can now say that I’m a fan.

The vocals are completely dry. You’ll find the flac available. I repeated the last line many times. Annnnnd… I hope you dig.

p.s. Happy Holidays. Thank you for being a creator.



Winter Stars by Sara Teasdale (1920)

I went out at night alone;
The young blood flowing beyond the sea
Seemed to have drenched my spirit’s wings—
I bore my sorrow heavily.

But when I lifted up my head
From shadows shaken on the snow,
I saw Orion in the east
Burn steadily as long ago.

From windows in my father’s house,
Dreaming my dreams on winter nights,
I watched Orion as a girl
Above another city’s lights.

Years go, dreams go, and youth goes too,
The world’s heart breaks beneath its wars,
All things are changed, save in the east
The faithful beauty of the stars.