Edna St. Vincent Millay

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

Only Until This Cigarette Is Ended - Poem by Edna St. Vincent Millay

Only until this cigarette is ended,
A little moment at the end of all,
While on the floor the quiet ashes fall,
And in the firelight to a lance extended,
Bizarrely with the jazzing music blended,
The broken shadow dances on the wall,
I will permit my memory to recall
The vision of you, by all my dreams attended.
And then adieu,--farewell!--the dream is done.
Yours is a face of which I can forget
The colour and the features, every one,
The words not ever, and the smiles not yet;
But in your day this moment is the sun
Upon a hill, after the sun has set.


Comments about Only Until This Cigarette Is Ended by Edna St. Vincent Millay

  • Rookie - 37 Points Colleen Courtney (5/17/2014 12:13:00 PM)

    Love this piece. So true that we so often give unwarranted amounts of time to ponder on the inconsequential. (Report) Reply

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  • Rookie David Hickey (2/2/2006 8:48:00 PM)

    way way ahead of her time (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, January 1, 2004



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