Edna St. Vincent Millay

Rockland / Maine / United States
Edna St. Vincent Millay
Rockland / Maine / United States
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An Ancient Gesture

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I thought, as I wiped my eyes on the corner of my apron:
Penelope did this too.
And more than once: you can't keep weaving all day
And undoing it all through the night;
Your arms get tired, and the back of your neck gets tight;
And along towards morning, when you think it will never be light,
And your husband has been gone, and you don't know where, for years.
Suddenly you burst into tears;
There is simply nothing else to do.
And I thought, as I wiped my eyes on the corner of my apron:
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COMMENTS
Chris Potter 01 December 2015
ahh....ahH...aHH... AHH CHOOOO! this is old and dusty. it made me sneeze.
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* Sunprincess * 15 November 2015
.........very imaginative, truly original ?
1 5 Reply
Colleen Courtney 16 May 2014
I'm almost positive there is not a single person out there who's arms have never lofted to make this gesture! As she says, sometimes there's just nothing else you can do!
2 4 Reply
David Gerardino 01 February 2012
Your arms get tired, and the back of your neck gets tight, VERY GOOD,
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