poet Edna St. Vincent Millay

Edna St. Vincent Millay

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Indifference

I said,—for Love was laggard, O, Love was slow to come,—
"I'll hear his step and know his step when I am warm in
bed;
But I'll never leave my pillow, though there be some
As would let him in—and take him in with tears!" I said.
I lay,—for Love was laggard, O, he came not until dawn,—
I lay and listened for his step and could not get to sleep;
And he found me at my window with my big cloak on,
All sorry with the tears some folks might weep!

Poem Submitted: Monday, January 13, 2003

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Comments about Indifference by Edna St. Vincent Millay

  • Dilakshi Navoda (6/29/2017 6:17:00 AM)

    According to what I got the poem is about social injustice. Edna is striving to gain what she is not given under capitalism.

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  • Colleen Courtney (5/17/2014 11:00:00 AM)

    My interpretation: a woman who's finally fed up with the man carousing all night. Nicely written piece!

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  • Kathryn Hansen (11/27/2009 7:57:00 AM)

    I understand. There is no need to say more, she said it.

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