Time does not bring relief; you all have lied
Who told me time would ease me of my pain!
I miss him in the weeping of the rain;
I want him at the shrinking of the tide;
The old snows melt from every mountain-side,
And last year’s leaves are smoke in every lane;
But last year’s bitter loving must remain
Heaped on [...]
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Time Does Not Bring Relief
Posted in Edna St Vincent Millay, Poetry on October 28, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
