Edna St. Vincent Millay

Rockland / Maine / United States
Edna St. Vincent Millay
Rockland / Maine / United States
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The room is full of you!—As I came in
And closed the door behind me, all at once
A something in the air, intangible,
Yet stiff with meaning, struck my senses sick!—

Sharp, unfamiliar odors have destroyed
Each other room's dear personality.
The heavy scent of damp, funereal flowers,—
The very essence, hush-distilled, of Death—
Has strangled that habitual breath of home

Whose expiration leaves all houses dead;
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Edwin Borg 13 June 2021

This piem has been translated into German bei Günter Plessow.

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Colleen Courtney 17 May 2014

A lengthy saga on surviving the death of your beloved. Full of such heart wrenching pain!

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