The faëry forest glimmered
Beneath an ivory moon,
The silver grasses shimmered
Against a faëry tune.
Beneath the silken silence
The crystal branches slept,
And dreaming through the dew-fall
The cold, white blossoms wept.
I am busy working to bring Sara Teasdale's "The Faëry Forest" to life through some unique musical arrangements and will have a full analysis of the poem here for you later.
In the meantime, I invite you to explore the poem's themes, structure, and meaning. You can also check out the home page for other musical arrangements or learn more about Sara Teasdale's life and contributions to literature.
Check back soon to experience how "The Faëry Forest" transforms when verse meets melody—a unique journey that makes poetry accessible, engaging, and profoundly moving in new ways.
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