The BlueIris Semi-Nightly Poetry Break, 11/25/07

[BlueIris]

"Sonnet II"

Time does not bring relief; you all have lied
Who told me time would ease me of my pain!
I miss him in the weeping of the rain;
I want him at the shrinking of the tide;
The old snows melt from every mountain-side,
And last year's leaves are smoke in every lane;
But last year's bitter loving must remain
Heaped on my heart, and my old thoughts abide!
There are a hundred places where I fear
To go,—so with his memory they brim!
And entering with relief some quiet place
Where never fell his foot or shone his face
I say, "There is no memory of him here!"
And so stand stricken, so remembering him!

—Edna St. Vincent Millay

[BlueIris]

1. Kick.

[NMDemDist2]

2. sad one Iris

but I can relate :cry:

[BlueIris]

3. I like to think it's about "good grief."

[Tuesday Afternoon]

4. I had forgotten this one -- How could I? Thanks for bringing it

back. :hi:

[BarenakedLady]

5. That's a sad one.

[CaliforniaPeggy]

6. My dear BlueIris...

Oh, this one hits home...

How much you can never know...

What a terrific poet she was...

And it makes me weep...

Alas, for the old love...

Still so vivid here in my heart, my soul...

[RetroLounge]

7. Ow...

RL