Edna St. Vincent Millay

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

Edna St. Vincent Millay Poems

41. Sonnets 09: Let You Not Say Of Me When I Am Old 1/13/2003
42. Scrub 1/13/2003
43. Sonnet I: Thou Art Not Lovelier Than Lilacs 1/1/2004
44. Make Bright The Arrows 1/13/2003
45. Sonnets 06: No Rose That In A Garden Ever Grew 1/13/2003
46. Sonnets 10: Oh, My Beloved, Have You Thought Of This 1/13/2003
47. Eel-Grass 1/13/2003
48. To A Poet That Died Young 1/13/2003
49. If Still Your Orchards Bear 1/13/2003
50. Three Songs Of Shattering 1/13/2003
51. My Most Distinguished Guest And Learned Friend 1/13/2003
52. The Plaid Dress 1/13/2003
53. Song Of A Second April 1/13/2003
54. The Poet And His Book 1/13/2003
55. Invocation To The Muses 1/13/2003
56. Wraith 1/13/2003
57. Sonnet 03: Mindful Of You The Sodden Earth In Spring 1/13/2003
58. The Unexplorer 1/13/2003
59. The Shroud 1/13/2003
60. Not Even My Pride Shall Suffer Much 1/13/2003
61. Sonnet 06: Bluebeard 1/13/2003
62. Sonnet Vi: This Door You Might Not Open 1/1/2004
63. Fontaine, Je Ne Boirai Pas De Ton Eau! 1/13/2003
64. Elegy Before Death 1/13/2003
65. Sonnets 01: We Talk Of Taxes, And I Call You Friend 1/13/2003
66. The Little Ghost 1/13/2003
67. Oh, My Belovèd, Have You Thought Of This 1/1/2004
68. Intention To Escape From Him 1/13/2003
69. Lines For A Grave-Stone 1/1/2004
70. Menses 1/13/2003
71. Sonnet 05: If I Should Learn, In Some Quite Casual Way 1/13/2003
72. Passer Mortuus Est 1/13/2003
73. Interim 1/13/2003
74. To The Not Impossible Him 1/13/2003
75. When We Are Old And These Rejoicing Veins 1/13/2003
76. Sonnets 07: When I Too Long Have Looked Upon Your Face 1/13/2003
77. The Fawn 1/13/2003
78. Elegy 1/13/2003
79. Epitaph 1/13/2003
80. The Curse 1/13/2003

Comments about Edna St. Vincent Millay

  • Gabrielle A. Macdonald (1/18/2012 7:25:00 PM)

    One of the poems iin which Millay is shattered and humiliated not by the loss of love but by the travesty of justice during the Sacco-Vanzetti trumped up trial. Both were executed - more for being Italian immigrants and anarchists..than for anything based on evidence. Compare to the infamous Dreyfuss Affair in France.
    The pernicious weeds have won, Millay's character thinks.

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  • Michael Harmon (4/19/2009 4:24:00 PM)

    I guess my previous information was incorrect. This PH biography seems to imply she died from smoking; my understanding was that she fell down a flight of steps at her home and broke her neck.

  • Melissa Nelson (10/21/2005 7:00:00 AM)

    This poem created a relaxing feel for me. I would give anything to be able to just lay under the sun on a hill.

Best Poem of Edna St. Vincent Millay

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
Upon the glass and listen for reply,
And in my heart there stirs a quiet pain
For unremembered lads that not again
Will turn to me at midnight with a cry.
Thus in winter stands the lonely tree,
Nor knows what birds have vanished one by one,
Yet knows its boughs more silent than before:
I cannot say what loves have come and gone,
I only know that summer sang in me
A ...

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Kin To Sorrow

Am I kin to Sorrow,
That so oft
Falls the knocker of my door——
Neither loud nor soft,
But as long accustomed,
Under Sorrow's hand?
Marigolds around the step
And rosemary stand,
And then comes Sorrow—

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