by Sara Teasdale (1884 - 1933)

Wood song
Language: English 
I heard a wood thrush in the dusk
 Twirl three notes and make a star --
My heart that walked with bitterness
 Came back from very far.

Three shining notes were all he had,
 And yet they made a starry call --
I caught life back against my breast
 And kissed it, scars and all.

Confirmed with Sara Teasdale, Love Songs, New York, The Macmillan Company, 1917, page 52.


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