
golden trumpet vine
weaves up the deck screens
racing the Ivy from a quince tree.
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Edna St. Vincent Millay
1916
My candle burns at both ends;
It will not last the night;
But ah, my foes, and oh, my friends-
It gives a lovely light!
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