From Fatal Interview XLVI Even in the moment of our earliest - TopicsExpress



          

From Fatal Interview XLVI Even in the moment of our earliest kiss, When sighed the straitened bud into the flower, Sat the dry seed of most unwelcome this; And that I knew, though not the day and hour. Too season-wise am I, being country-bred, To tilt at autumn or defy the frost: Snuffing the chill even as my fathers did, I say with them, Whats out tonight is lost. I only hoped, with the mild hope of all Who watch the leaf take shape upon the tree, A fairer summer and a later fall Than in these parts a man is apt to see, And sunny clusters ripened for the wine: I tell you this across the blackened vine. - Edna St. Vincent Millay
Posted on: Sat, 26 Oct 2013 09:30:42 +0000

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