"to mrs millay nov 7, 1900" (a letter) |
By Edna, writing to her mother when she was 8 years old. I love this (: &nbs
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"to jesus on his birthday" (a poem) |
"To Jesus on His Birthday"by Edna St Vincent MillayFor this your mother sweated in the cold,For this you bled upon the bitter tree:A yard of tinsel ribbon bought and sold;A paper wreath; a day at home... Posted by edna st vincent millay on Thu, 28 Feb 2008 10:43:00 PST |
"the buck in the snow" (a poem) |
"The Buck in the Snow"by Edna St Vincent MillayWhite sky, over the hemlocks bowed with snow,Saw you not at the beginning of evening the antlered buck and his doeStanding in the apple-orchard? I saw th... Posted by edna st vincent millay on Thu, 28 Feb 2008 10:37:00 PST |
"to a young poet" (a poem) |
"To a Young Poet"by Edna St Vincent MillayTime cannot break the bird's wing from the bird.Bird and wing togetherGo down, one feather.No thing that ever flew,Not the lark, not you,Can die as others do.... Posted by edna st vincent millay on Fri, 22 Feb 2008 08:30:00 PST |
"first fig" & "second fig" (poems) |
"First Fig"by Edna St Vincent MillayMy candle burns at both ends;It will not last the night;But ah, my foes, and oh, my friends-It gives a lovely light!"Second Fig"Safe upon the solid rock the ugly ho... Posted by edna st vincent millay on Mon, 07 Jan 2008 08:50:00 PST |
"recuerdo" (a poem) |
"Recuerdo" by Edna St Vincent MillayWe were very tired, we were very merry-We had gone back and forth all night on the ferry.It was bare and bright, and smelled like a stable-But we looked into a fire... Posted by edna st vincent millay on Mon, 07 Jan 2008 08:46:00 PST |
"Renascence" (a poem) |
"Renascence"by Edna St Vincent MillayAll I could see from where I stoodWas three long mountains and a wood;I turned and looked the other way,And saw three islands in a bay.So with my eyes I traced the... Posted by edna st vincent millay on Fri, 21 Dec 2007 10:37:00 PST |
"The Road to Avrille" (a poem) |
"The Road to Avrille"by Edna St Vincent MillayApril again in Avrille,And the brown lark in air.And you and I a world apart,That walked together there.The cuckoo spoke from out of the wood,The lark fro... Posted by edna st vincent millay on Sun, 16 Dec 2007 11:10:00 PST |
"Conscientious Objector" (a poem) |
"Conscientious Objector"by Edna St Vincent MillayI shall die, butthat is all that I shall do for Death.I hear him leading his horse out of the stall;I hear the clatter on the barn-floor.He is in haste... Posted by edna st vincent millay on Sun, 25 Nov 2007 09:41:00 PST |
"To the Wife of a Sick Friend" (a poem) |
Edna St Vincent Millay
"To the Wife of a Sick Friend"
Shelter this candle from the wind.
Hold it steady. In its light
The cave wherein we wander lost
Glitters with frosty stalactite,
Blossoms wit... Posted by edna st vincent millay on Sun, 02 Sep 2007 11:48:00 PST |