Edna St. Vincent Millay (Эдна Сент-Винсент Миллей)

Ebb

I know what my heart is like
Since your love died:
It is like a hollow ledge
Holding a little pool
Left there by the tide,
A little tepid pool,
Drying inward from the edge.

1. Renascence
2. The True Encounter
3. The Leaf and the Tree
4. Second Fig
5. Witch-Wife

Распечатать (Print)

Количество обращений к стихотворению: 1008

Последние стихотворения

To English version