Sara Teasdale (1884-1933) was an American poet. She was born in St. Louis, Missouri (USA). Her first poem was published in a local newspaper, Reddy's Mirror, in 1907. Her first poetry book, Sonnets to Duse and Other Poems, was published in the same year. She married a long-time admirer of her poetry, Ernst Filsinger in 1914. She was awarded a Pulitzer Prize for her poetry collection Love Songs in 1918.
My windowpane is starred with frost,
The world is bitter cold tonight,
The moon is cruel, and the wind
Is like a two-edged sword to smite.
God pity all the homeless ones,
The beggars pacing to and fro.
God pity all the poor tonight
Who walk the lamp-lit streets of snow.
My room is like a bit of June,
Warm and close-curtained fold on fold,
But somewhere, like a homeless child,
My heart is crying in the cold.
Which season is being described in the poem?
How has the speaker described the weather?
Quote the lines the speaker has used to show that it is very cold.
What does the speaker mean by 'My room is like a bit of June'? Why is her room 'like a bit of June'?
God pity all the homeless ones...
But somewhere, like a homeless child,
My heart is crying in the cold.