greykit.poetry — Edna St Vincent Millay
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1920
[edna-st-vincent-millay]
First Fig
My candle burns at both ends — four lines that concede the night is short and refuse to care, because of the light.
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1920
[edna-st-vincent-millay]
Second Fig
Two lines setting the ugly house safe upon its rock against the shining palace built upon the sand — and preferring the sand.
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1912
[edna-st-vincent-millay]
Renascence
Written at nineteen: the horizon presses down until the whole of infinity and all the world's suffering pours through her, she is buried and prays for rain — and comes back up into a world whose sky is no wider than the soul.