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Edna St. Vincent Millay was an American lyrical poet, playwright and feminist. She received the Pulitzer Prize for Poetry, and was known for her activism and her many love affairs. She used the pseudonym Nancy Boyd for her prose work.
Early Life
Millay was born in Rockland, Maine to Cora Lounella, a nurse, and Henry Tollman Millay, a schoolteacher who would later become superintendent of schools. Her middle name derives from St. Vincent's Hospital in New York, where her uncle's life had been saved just before her birth. The family's house was "between the mountains and the sea where baskets of apples and drying herbs on the porch mingled their scents with those of... more »
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Edna St. Vincent Millay Poems
What Lips My Lips Have Kissed, And Where, And Why (Sonnet Xliii)
What lips my lips have kissed, and where, and why,
I have forgotten, and what arms have lain
Under my head till morning; but the rain
Is full of ghosts tonight, that tap and sigh... more »
Conscientious Objector
I shall die, but
that 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.... more »
Love Is Not All
Love is not all: it is not meat nor drink
Nor slumber nor a roof against the rain;
Nor yet a floating spar to men that sink
And rise and sink and rise and sink again;... more »
The Spring And The Fall
In the spring of the year, in the spring of the year,
I walked the road beside my dear.
The trees were black where the bark was wet.
I see them yet, in the spring of the year.... more »
Afternoon On A Hill
I will be the gladdest thing
Under the sun!
I will touch a hundred flowers
And not pick one.... more »
Dirge Without Music
I am not resigned to the shutting away of loving hearts in the hard ground.
So it is, and so it will be, for so it has been, time out of mind:
Into the darkness they go, the wise and the lovely. ...... more »
First Fig
My candle burns at both ends;
It will not last the night;... more »
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The Spring And The Fall
In the spring of the year, in the spring of the year,
I walked the road beside my dear.
The trees were black where the bark was wet.
I see them yet, in the spring of the year.
He broke me a bough of the blossoming peach
That was out of the way and hard to reach.
In the fall of the year, in the fall of the year,
I walked the road beside my dear.
The rooks went up with a raucous trill.
I hear them still, in the fall of the year.
He laughed at all I dared to praise,
And broke my heart, in little ways.
Year be springing or year be falling, ...
looking for an antiwar poemabout not cooperating with death not leading his horse out of the stable.
I am trying to think of a poem about death. going by the children at play, cornice in the
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I am trying to remember a Millay poem about her neighbor who weeded her garden with a spoon and danced under the silvery moon. Just a short litte gem tickling my memory from years ago.
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if you were to type in the first line of a poem in google most times it will find the poem for you. Or, and this is radical, find a library and ask for a 'collected works" of Edna Millay. It will have an index of titles and another of first lines. That's how you find a poem.
oh, and " ancestors' only has one s in the middle.
Edna st Vincent Millay is a killer. when she died she tripe on a dead body and she fell down the stairs. sucked to be her