rising from her bed
she washes nights love away
dripping on the floor
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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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5 comments:
Wow. That's a potent image. Makes me want to hear more. I get the feeling she was very pleased to wash the night away.
Sounds like she had a very good time =)
Powerful image in just a few words. Loved it!
A lot said with a few words, very nice :)
Gorgeous poem and imagery
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