to New York as well as to a lover, this sonnet by American poet Sara Teasdale has the fairytale quality of early romance; even the pavement sparkles and other people seem 'shabby' or 'sombre' in comparison to the narrator's lover. Note how the language of light ('blaze', 'stars', 'golden') is set into the lines like jewels.from Carol Ann Duffy: The Daily Mirror: Poetry Corner: Broadway by Sara Teasdale
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