I always imagined a poet's life would be like this--juicy with fruit and staying up until the morning. Turns out Edna wasn't really wrong. Also, I can't hear this or several poems without hearing them in the poet's voice.Thank goodness for all manner of recordings.That's by way of saying thank you to Lee & my granny for a set of CDs I listened to over and over again. Recuerdo by Edna St. Vincent Millay
We were very tired, we were very merry—... read more
