Analysis of Broken Things by Sara Teasdale

This is a short analysis of the poem Broken Things by Sara Teasdale.

Analysis of Broken Things by Sara Teasdale

POEM:

Broken things are loveliest,
        Broken clouds when dusk is red,
Broken waves where a rainbow rides,
        Broken words left half unsaid.

Broken things, broken things—
        How quietly they comfort me,
Riven cliffs, where I can watch
        The broken beauty of the sea.

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