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Night Walk in Krakow
Night Walk in Krakow (Photo credit: Milieux Photo)

 

How remiss of me not to have posted any Sara Teasdale or Vachel Lindsay yet! Let today be a salute to suicidal Midwesterners.

 

But Not To Me

 

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.

 

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Post Author: polyarchivist