Friday, February 23, 2007

Grown-up

Was it for this I uttered prayers,
And sobbed and cursed and kicked the stairs,
That now, domestic as a plate,
I should retire at half-past eight?

--Edna St. Vincent Millay

6 comments:

Dark Orpheus said...

*sigh*

I knows exactly how Edna St Vincent Millay feels. I love how her poems can sometimes come at you like a blinding left-hook.

Thanks for sharing.

Maxine said...

How lovely. (And how true.)

I had not heard of this poet before I came across Perceval Press a few years ago -- she features on the home page. I love what little of her I have read, I should read more.

Thanks for the post.

Orange Blossom Goddess (aka Heather) said...

Oh how true that is! Thank you for posting that.

SFP said...

Glad everyone liked it. I forced myself to stay up until almost ten Friday night, but I was certainly ready for bed by half past eight!

Lesley said...

That's so true!

Les said...

I wish our kitty would let us go to sleep that early!