In Sara Teasdale's poem "Barter," she describes many of life's simple and beautiful pleasures, things that cannot be purchased with money. She lists off these sights and experiences as if they are priceless treasures, and indicates that she would be willing to barter to receive a lifetime full of such experiences. The things that she wants to obtain by bartering are
"Blue waves whitened on a cliff,
Soaring fire that sways and sings,
And children's faces looking up
Holding wonder like a cup...
Music like a curve of gold,
Scent of pine trees in the rain,
Eyes that love you, arms that hold,
And for your spirit's still delight,
Holy thoughts that star the night."
All of these things are beautiful moments that we often, as humans, see and experience in small fragments of time. She wants an entire life filled with these moments, and to get them, she would be willing to barter away "many a year of strife". I think that we all can relate to this feeling. Who wouldn't give up our moments of sorrow and misery in order to have more moments of pure joy and peace? That is Sara Teasdale's message. I hope that those thoughts help; good luck!