Edna St. Vincent Millay
Born in February 22, 1892 / Died in October 19, 1950 / United States / English
Poems by Edna St. Vincent Millay
To A Friend Estranged From Me
... Today has seen the setting, in your eyes cold and senseless as the sea, ...
Only Until This Cigarette Is Ended
... And then adieu,farewell!the dream is done ...
Gazing Upon Him Now, Severe And Dead
... Small, and absurd, and hers: for once, not hers, unclassified ...
Thou Art Not Lovelier Than Lilacs
... Each hour more deeply than the hour before, ...
Where Can The Heart Be Hidden In The Ground
... Gone from this world indeed what's graveward carried, ...
The Doctor Asked Her What She Wanted Done
... "I don't know what you do exactly when a person dies ...
I Do But Ask That You Be Always Fair
... Less dear to hold me than your own bright charms, ...
I, Being Born A Woman And Distressed
... Of my stout blood against my staggering brain, ...
I Shall Forget You Presently, My Dear
... by and by I shall forget you, as I said, but now, ...
As To Some Lovely Temple, Tenantless
... Long since, that once was sweet with shivering brass, ...
No Rose That In A Garden Ever Grew
... Thus when I swear, "I love with all my heart," ...
I Shall Go Back
... Unchanged from what they were when I was young ...
This Door You Might Not Open
... For greed like yours, no writhings of distress, ...
Counting-Out Rhyme
... Stripe of green in moosewood maple, ...
I Will Put Chaos Into Fourteen Lines
... Past are the hours, the years of our duress, ...
