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Edna St. Vincent Millay Mac and Cheese

In my real life as a writer, I am currently enrolled in a memoir class at Stanford University—a ten-week gig I hoped would kick start a project about my mother. 801 more words

Kimberly Nichols

Why I'm No Longer Scared of the Term "Spinster"

I’m thirty-one years old.
I live on my own.
I do not own a cat.
I am not in a relationship.
And up until I read Kate Bolick’s memoir, I have feared that I will become a spinster. 858 more words

National Poetry Month: April 18th

Spring by Edna St. Vincent Millay

To what purpose, April, do you return again?
Beauty is not enough.
You can no longer quiet me with the redness… 101 more words

Poetry

National Poetry Month 2015: Day 17, Edna St. Vincent Millay

“What lips my lips have kissed, and where, and why”

By Edna St. Vincent Millay

What lips my lips have kissed, and where, and why, 113 more words

National Poetry Month

I Said Farewell to the Spring

I Said Farewell to the Spring

To what purpose, April, do you return?
Do you not know I am devoted
To the Spring, her muse leaves… 165 more words

Contemporary

Spring - Edna St Vincent Millay

To what purpose, April, do you return again?
Beauty is not enough.
You can no longer quiet me with the redness
Of little leaves opening stickily. 91 more words

Poetry