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Women have loved before by Edna St. Vincent Millay

Women have loved before as I love now;
At least, in lively chronicles of the past—
Of Irish waters by a Cornish prow
Or Trojan waters by a Spartan mast… 78 more words


A phrase remains

Two poems by Edna St. Vincent Millay today.

The first is playful, it sounds like a chant you might make running through the woods, or when making magic wands. 307 more words


National Poetry Month Day 17: Not Resigned

Recently I learned of the tragic young death of someone I had gotten to know and really like in the last few months.  It has been a shock to those of us who knew her and we’re all still reeling from it.  228 more words


a "golden shovel"

A ‘golden shovel’ is apparently a poem where the last word of every line is a word from another poem, so when you read the last word of every line of the golden shovel, you’re reading the other poem. 311 more words



This poem is dear to my heart because the hubby and I have a fantasy to open a bar someday. We even have a name picked out. 162 more words


NPM: "First Fig" by Edna St. Vincent Millay

Amen, sister.

First Fig by Edna St. Vincent Millay

My candle burns at both ends;
It will not last the night;
But ah, my foes, and oh, my friends— 9 more words


Homework 2

The assignment is this:

Section 2.2: 1, 3, 7, 10, 18, 29

Section 2.4: 17

Section 2.5: 2, 4, 6

It is due Thursday, 13 February 2014, at the start of class. 198 more words