Monday, January 13, 2003

Witch-Wife Comments

Rating: 2.9

She is neither pink nor pale,
And she never will be all mine;
She learned her hands in a fairy-tale,
And her mouth on a valentine.


Edna St. Vincent Millay
Adilson Pinto 27 September 2020

What a beautiful poem dear poet: congratulations! I loved its rhymes, its cadence, its poetical message! Surely I will read more poems by you - a real pleasure!

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Endymion 18 February 2019

I love this inspirational

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Igor Ursenco 03 January 2016

A marvelous actual poem

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Colleen Courtney 17 May 2014

Ah the woman who will never wholly belong to one man! Now I know why I've so often been called a witch! ! ! !

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Gaberail Allison 15 April 2015

this poem is epic... she express her thoughts for her lover which is a female.. whom she refers to as witch-wife! tsk tsk tsk! i know the feeling

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Kimberly R 09 February 2012

I love this one. It is, to me, a poem from a man's point expressing the knowledge that a woman may resign to his ways, and be a good wife, but she is too much herself inwardly to ever belong to him or anyone else. She is, through and through, herself.

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