Night Is My Sister, And How Deep In Love Poem by Edna St. Vincent Millay

Night Is My Sister, And How Deep In Love

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Night is my sister, and how deep in love,
How drowned in love and weedily washed ashore,
There to be fretted by the drag and shove
At the tide's edge, I lie—these things and more:
Whose arm alone between me and the sand,
Whose voice alone, whose pitiful breath brought near,
Could thaw these nostrils and unlock this hand,
She could advise you, should you care to hear.
Small chance, however, in a storm so black,
A man will leave his friendly fire and snug
For a drowned woman's sake, and bring her back
To drip and scatter shells upon the rug.
No one but Night, with tears on her dark face,
Watches beside me in this windy place.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
KPOP GIRL 07 December 2020

How would you change this into a melody? I thought that an amazing poem would have its own melody but it may not but I was just wondering.

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M Asim Nehal 24 May 2016

Nicely written poe, Thanks for sharing..10

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Colleen Courtney 17 May 2014

To drip and scatter shells upon the rug. Love this line!

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Edna St. Vincent Millay

Edna St. Vincent Millay

Rockland / Maine / United States
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