Edna St. Vincent Millay

Gender: 
Female

  • Ebb

    I know what my heart is like
    Since your love died:
    It is like a hollow ledge
    Holding a little pool
    Left there by the tide,
    A little tepid pool,
    Drying inward from the edge.

  • The Dream

    Love, if I weep it will not matter,
    And if you laugh I shall not care;
    Foolish am I to think about it,
    But it is good to feel you there.
    Love, in my sleep I dreamed of waking, --
    White and awful the moonlight reached
    Over the floor, and somewhere, somewhere,...