Monday, September 10, 2012

monday morning.

i woke up feeling the pangs of a broken heart today,
and so what better way to help a heart out than with
a book.
i don't ever bring this aspect of my life onto the blog
because it's personal and because this blog is meant
to be a happy place. but i thought i'd share this poem that
was marked in one of my books today.
i don't recall ever marking but i am so glad that it was
because it felt as though it was just waiting to be read, especially
on a morning like today.
it's the best feeling in the world when an author says for you
exactly the words that you can't even say.

Well, I Have Lost You
Edna St. Vincent Millay

Well, I have lost you; and I lost you fairly;
In my own way, and with my full consent.
Say what you will, kings in a tumbrel rarely
Went to their deaths more proud than this one went.
Some nights of apprehension and hot weeping
I will confess, but that's permitted me;
Day dried my eyes; I was not one for keeping
Rubbed in a cage a wing that would be free.
If I had loved you less or played you slyly
I might have held you for a summer more,
But as the cost of words I value highly,
And no such summer as the one before.
Should I outlive this anguish-and men do-
I shall have only good things to say of you.

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