Tag: edna st. vincent millay
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“A Sonnet Flowing Upon A Lake”
my own photo, local garden in massachusetts, september The sonnet I wrote I’ve been telling you about was just published on Lothlorien Poetry Journal today! Here it is: “A Sonnet Flowing Upon A Lake.” and listen to me read this traditional sonnet: —Jade
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Happy Birthday, Edna St. Vincent Millay, 130 yrs!
Here’s a poem Edna St. Vincent Millay (b. 1892) wrote…from her book Collected Poems called “To Elinor Wylie.” It’s a series poem containing sections (six), full of sonnet and one in the middle. I read it aloud in the morning fog today on Edna’s birthday Feb. 22, 130 yrs earth. This sky of rose was […]
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An Accidental Scene and a Time of Reading
It might not be gold; it might be silver, or pink, or green; it might expand before it goes; it might just happen to match you…or your blog. 😊🌸🍃🙃 [I deleted this post thinking the scene too grim with corn husk dolls fallen on the floor, but I’ve lightened since then of my own blog […]
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Hear Edna St. Vincent Millay Read Her Own Poetry
Edna St. Vincent Millay in her private library upstairs at Steepletop, c. 1935 I didn’t even realize I could do that, until now! It was so incredible to suddenly hear Edna St. Vincent Millay reading her words aloud, a poet I’ve read and written of often, and I don’t even remember how I got to […]
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‘…What Should I Be?’
Upon awakening this morning I worked on my first ghazal poem awhile yesterday in the late afternoon and into the night just before bed. The traditional ghazal form contains the same word at the end of each last line of the couplets and a word that rhymes with that end word is placed before it. […]
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Blush and Plenty of It
The sky was azure blue when I woke and I said good morning. I sometimes practice saying ‘May’, with emphasis on the y accent for fun as I can spell a word now in a new language, her name: مي. She painted the sky just then with plenty of blush (I know in heaven a […]
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The First Blush of Dawn
I woke and opened my eyes to see this blush of dawn today and smiled warmly. And then the sun and sky through the pines before early morning tea. I started writing notes on posts to come early last week sometimes related to the current moon sign for some added interest. I’d also picked up […]
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I Heard It
I felt as if Edna might be saying, ‘All this talk of May Ziadeh, and what about me?’ And I forgot about my morning petition until I heard the rain fall and it was answered. I felt these were some good flowing moments to read a poem by Edna St. Vincent Millay (an audio only […]
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A Line of Mine and Some Poems By Other Writers
You might find an understanding, a silent one, that after awhile you find to not really be silent and that took the time to find the words to find you. *** Kin To Sorrow by Edna St. Vincent Millay Am I kin to Sorrow, That so oft Falls the knocker of my door—— Neither loud […]
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Looking Into The Forest, Considering A Dream
~ I woke to the sky in its blue culmination and still early morning. Last night, I dreamed of two poets, Eavan Boland, whose last book I’d read recently and had passed away last year and Edna St. Vincent Millay; although Edna was born much earlier than Eavan, Eavan was an older woman in the […]
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A Letter
Edna St. Vincent Millay Dear Gladys, To add to the good impression this early reply must give, I will proceed at once to answer your questions, (which you have probably forgotten you ever asked.) In the first question, as you will perhaps perceive, are two unpardonable insults: “Couldn’t you write something decidedly immoral (!) and, provided […]
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She May Have Died Long Ago But We Can Still Collaborate
(a photo from fall) This idea came to me. I love to read poems by authors of the past and of today and some may touch me with ideas like my own whether we lived in the same time or place or not. I thought it might be an illuminating, fun experience to read a […]
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Reading Edna and Lines I’ve Remembered
Reading a poem by Edna. I feel like I could’ve been born in the late 1800s and shared poetry in the 1920s with people like her. Keeping that essence alive as I continue writing in 2021, a hundred years later. Reading A Poem By Edna An interesting thought I had, which lines of poetry have […]
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Millay: A Little Glimpse Into The Life of a Poet
It is enjoyable to me to read every once in awhile something biographical about a poet or author whose work I’ve enjoyed, such as this quote about the poet, Edna St. Vincent Millay: She won the Pulitzer in 1923, but when newspapers recounted her public readings, they more often focused on her outfits than her […]
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February Poets From Different Times
I noticed my hair looked a kind of way after I put it up so I thought hm, an old fashioned look, I think some past poets wore their hair like this. And then I thought, “Maybe Edna, let me check.” She has some certain way of putting her hair up, but similar idea. Edna […]
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Poetry Reading of a Favorite Poet, "Modern Declaration"
I have read the poem, “Modern Declaration” by Edna St. Vincent Millay today. I was happy to learn some months ago that she was born a few days after me (well, a century before in 1892) and so is a Pisces too, and had lived in New York and New England like me, order of […]
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An Afternoon With Edna
Reading two poems by Edna St. Vincent Millay to the view through a sunlit window beside an antique chair. …in between loads of laundry and then afterwards the dryer broke. The poems made it nicer. By Edna St. Vincent Millay
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Peeko’s Poetry Pick
I completely forgot about this post and picture I was planning to share. I had never really read poetry to Peeko before. He’s heard me reading poems aloud that I was writing but that isn’t the same thing. When I was finished reading Collected Lyrics, I thought it might be nice to read one out […]