The Windows of My Soul: “I Came to the Crowded Inn of Earth” (#251)

“I Came to the Crowded Inn of Earth” (#251)
© Brenda
April 14, 1985 7:00 pm
Class exercise: remake of a favorite poem:
The Inn of Earth, Sara Teasdale
“I came to the crowded inn of Earth”
Expecting that life would be kind
Rose colored glasses were all I carried
I never intended to be blind.

I guess I thought I was Rose Red
Or Snow White in a fairy tale
I danced and played, it was a game
My faith in life never failed.

With my sight gone, life is pure pain
So, I asked if I could return
“But the host went by with averted eye”
And condemned me to remain.
Here’s the original poem by Sara Teasdale:

The Inn of Earth
Sara Teasdale (1884 – 1933)

I came to the crowded Inn of Earth,
And called for a cup of wine,
But the Host went by with averted eye
From a thirst as keen as mine.

Then I sat down with weariness
And asked a bit of bread,
But the Host went by with averted eye
And never a word he said.

While always from the outer night
The waiting souls came in
With stifled cries of sharp surprise
At all the light and din.

“Then give me a bed to sleep,” I said,
“For midnight comes apace”–
But the Host went by with averted eye
And I never saw his face.

“Since there is neither food nor rest,
I go where I fared before”–
But the Host went by with averted eye
And barred the outer door.

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