Why do I see these empty boats, sailing on airy seas?
One haunted me the whole night long, swaying with every breeze,
Returning always near the eaves, or by the skylight glass:
There it will wait me many weeks, and then, at last, will pass.
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One of my favorite poems. Vachel Lindsay was so underrated and the fact that he loved Sara Teasdale just makes him all the more magnificent.