Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, THE LIGHTED WINDOW, by SARA TEASDALE

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THE LIGHTED WINDOW, by             Poet's Biography
First Line: He said: / 'in the winter dusk'
Last Line: "I left my boyhood."
Alternate Author Name(s): Filsinger, Ernest B., Mrs.
Subject(s): Growth

"In the winter dusk
When the pavements were gleaming with rain,
I walked thru a dingy street
Hurried, harassed,
Thinking of all my problems that never are
Suddenly out of the mist, a flaring gas-jet
Shone from a huddled shop.
I saw thru the bleary window
A mass of playthings:
False-faces hung on strings,
Valentines, paper and tinsel,
Tops of scarlet and green,
Candy, marbles, jacks--
A confusion of color
Pathetically gaudy and cheap.
All of my boyhood
Rushed back.
Once more these things were treasures
Wildly desired.
With covetous eyes I looked again at the marbles,
The precious agates, the pee-wees, the chinies--
Then I passed on.

In the winter dusk,
The pavements were gleaming with rain;
There in the lighted window
I left my boyhood."

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