Edna St. Vincent Millay
Born in February 22, 1892 / Died in October 19, 1950 / United States / English
Poems by Edna St. Vincent Millay
What Lips My Lips Have Kissed, And Where, And Why (Sonnet XLIII)
... but the rain Is full of ghosts tonight, that tap and sigh ...
Love Is Not All
... Love can not fill the thickened lung with breath, ...
Modern Declaration
... I, having loved ever since I was a child a few things, never having ...
First Fig
... But ah, my foes, and oh, my friends ...
Travel
... Though the night is still for sleep and dreaming, ...
Well, I Have Lost You
... Went to their deaths more proud than this one went ...
An Ancient Gesture
... And your husband has been gone, and you don't know where, for years ...
Sonnet 02: Time Does Not Bring Relief; You All Have Lied
... Heaped on my heart, and my old thoughts abideThere are a hundred places where I fear ...
A Visit To The Asylum
... When we went back to town,The queer folk put their faces, ...
Apostrophe To Man
... is ready to go to war again)Detestable race, continue to expunge yourself, die out ...
And do you think that love itself
... Deflates the hour, leaves the wine flat Yet if YOU drop the picked-up book ...
Renascence
... Perished with each,then mourned for all!A man was starving in Capri ...
Being Young And Green
... To anyone, Hang out its ancient secrets in the strong wind ...
Journey
... Broad field, bright flower, and the long white road ...
The Spring And The Fall
... In the spring of the year, in the spring of the year, ...
