"Life has loveliness to sell, all beautiful and splendid things, blue waves whitened on a cliff, soaring fire that sways and sings, and children's faces looking up, holding wonder like a cup." -
That lovely sentiment is from the poet Sara Teasdale, who was born on this date in 1884. Teasdale also penned one of my favorite lines that has become a mantra:
Look for a lovely thing and you will find it,
It is not far -
It never will be far.
(from NIGHT, Stars Tonight 1930
And while I contemplate the lovely words of a rather tragic poet, I must prepare for a book chat that I'm doing at the Jefferson Park Library today in Chicago, where we'll be discussing THE DARK BACKWARD.
Have a great day!
