The RetroLounge Poem of the Day (Monday)

Here Is A Wound That Never Will Heal, I Know

Here is a wound that never will heal, I know,
Being wrought not of a dearness and a death,
But of a love turned ashes and the breath
Gone out of beauty; never again will grow
The grass on that scarred acre, though I sow
Young seed there yearly and the sky bequeath
Its friendly weathers down, far Underneath
Shall be such bitterness of an old woe.
That April should be shattered by a gust,
That August should be levelled by a rain,
I can endure, and that the lifted dust
Of man should settle to the earth again;
But that a dream can die, will be a thrust
Between my ribs forever of hot pain.

Edna St. Vincent Millay

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Enjoy

RL

What a fabulous poem!

As an English major, I have a hard time imagining, sometimes, that there are still poems out there I haven't read. I am sorry to have missed this one for so long.

Thanks for sharing, retro.

It is sad indeed when a dream dies.



Good Monday Morning. I hope the week goes well for you!

:hug:

:hug:

RL

I am not resigned to the shutting away of loving hearts in the hard ground.
So it is, and so it will be, for so it has been, time out of mind:
Into the darkness they go, the wise and the lovely. Crowned
With lilies and with laurel they go; but I am not resigned.

Lovers and thinkers, into the earth with you.
Be one with the dull, the indiscriminate dust.
A fragment of what you felt, of what you knew,
A formula, a phrase remains,—but the best is lost.

The answers quick and keen, the honest look, the laughter, the
love,—
They are gone. They are gone to feed the roses. Elegant and curled
Is the blossom. Fragrant is the blossom. I know. But I do not
approve.
More precious was the light in your eyes than all the roses in the
world.

Down, down, down into the darkness of the grave
Gently they go, the beautiful, the tender, the kind;
Quietly they go, the intelligent, the witty, the brave.
I know. But I do not approve. And I am not resigned.

Khash.

Thank you so much for these daily poems......



And Khash, thank you for yours as well......

This one is more hopeful than RL's, IMHO.

But BOTH are wonderfully beautiful.

:hi:

I chose this poem because today I feel hopeless...

RL

Do you want to talk about it? PM me if you do......I'm here for you......

It gets better as the day progresses.

Hopeless in the morning, grateful by bedtime.

:hug:

RL

I am really enjoying the poetry you post. Thanks so much!

I needed a reason to get up in the morning, and for now, these threads are it.

RL

:kick:

RL