Friday, February 23, 2007

Grown-up

Was it for this I uttered prayers,
And sobbed and cursed and kicked the stairs,
That now, domestic as a plate,
I should retire at half-past eight?

--Edna St. Vincent Millay

6 comments:

  1. *sigh*

    I knows exactly how Edna St Vincent Millay feels. I love how her poems can sometimes come at you like a blinding left-hook.

    Thanks for sharing.

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  2. Anonymous2:18 PM

    How lovely. (And how true.)

    I had not heard of this poet before I came across Perceval Press a few years ago -- she features on the home page. I love what little of her I have read, I should read more.

    Thanks for the post.

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  3. Oh how true that is! Thank you for posting that.

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  4. Glad everyone liked it. I forced myself to stay up until almost ten Friday night, but I was certainly ready for bed by half past eight!

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  5. Anonymous8:51 PM

    That's so true!

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  6. I wish our kitty would let us go to sleep that early!

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