Buried Love

Composer Judith Hayes, poet Sara Teasdale

Buried Love by Sara Teasdale

I have come to bury Love
Beneath a tree,
In the forest tall and black
Where none can see.

I shall put no flowers at his head,
Nor stone at his feet,
For the mouth I loved so much
Was bittersweet.

I shall go no more to his grave,
For the woods are cold.
I shall gather as much of joy
As my hands can hold.

I shall stay all day in the sun
Where the wide winds blow,
But oh, I shall cry at night
When none will know.

Sara Teasdale was an American lyric poet, whose work was mainly concerned with beauty, love and death. Buried Love is taken from her prizewinning 1917 poetry collection Love Songs, and expresses the mix of contrasting emotions experienced at the end of a relationship – sadness, acceptance, determination for the future – and the brave face she still puts on for others. The simple form of the poem is reflected in the music, giving the performer plenty of space to bring these emotions to the listener.