To One Away
I HEARD a cry in the night, A thousand miles it came, Sharp as a flash of light, My name, my name!
It was your voice I heard, You waked and loved me so-- I send you back this word, I know, I know!
Sara Teasdale
I HEARD a cry in the night, A thousand miles it came, Sharp as a flash of light, My name, my name!
It was your voice I heard, You waked and loved me so-- I send you back this word, I know, I know!
In Sara Teasdale’s tiny poem, a speaker hears someone call her name in the night from impossibly far away. The cry is “sharp as a flash of light,” sudden and piercing, and it reaches her clearly despite the distance.
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