Edna St. Vincent Millay

Rockland / Maine / United States
Edna St. Vincent Millay
Rockland / Maine / United States
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Feast

Rating: 3.0
I drank at every vine.
The last was like the first.
I came upon no wine
So wonderful as thirst.

I gnawed at every root.
I ate of every plant.
I came upon no fruit
So wonderful as want.
Feed the grape and bean
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COMMENTS
Steve Howard 05 May 2018
The eager search, the insatiable longing. Desire, restlessness. These are more important than the mundane.
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Colleen Courtney 17 May 2014
Have to agree. So much said in such a short write. Nice.
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Vishnu Vimal 23 December 2011
wooowww...! itz really an awesome poetry though it carry small stanzas of just 3..! The stanzas tell us briefly but forcefully about hunger and thirst of poor Americans at the beginning of twentieth century. The poet doesn't say that she is hungry and thirst. She tells it in an indirect way making it most interesting. The same idea was told long ago in England by William Blake directly in this way: Is this a holy thing to see In a rich and fruitful land Babies reduced to misery Fed with cold and usurous hand.
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