Edna St. Vincent Millay

(22 February 1892 – 19 October 1950 / Rockland / Maine / United States)

Eel-Grass - Poem by Edna St. Vincent Millay

No matter what I say,
All that I really love
Is the rain that flattens on the bay,
And the eel-grass in the cove;
The jingle-shells that lie and bleach
At the tide-line, and the trace
Of higher tides along the beach:
Nothing in this place.


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  • Rookie - 45 Points Colleen Courtney (5/17/2014 8:48:00 AM)

    Beautiful imagery this little poem invokes. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Monday, January 13, 2003



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