I have come the selfsame path
To the selfsame door,
Years have left the roses there
Burning as before.
While I watch them in the wind
Quick the hot tears start—
Strange so frail a flame outlasts
Fire in the heart.
I am busy working to bring Sara Teasdale's "Dooryard Roses" 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 "Dooryard Roses" transforms when verse meets melody—a unique journey that makes poetry accessible, engaging, and profoundly moving in new ways.
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