Sorrow

By Edna St. Vincent Millay 1892–1950
Sorrow like a ceaseless rain
      Beats upon my heart.
People twist and scream in pain, —
Dawn will find them still again;
This has neither wax nor wane,
      Neither stop nor start.

People dress and go to town;
      I sit in my chair.
All my thoughts are slow and brown:
Standing up or sitting down
Little matters, or what gown
      Or what shoes I wear.

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Poet Edna St. Vincent Millay 1892–1950

POET’S REGION U.S., New England

Subjects Love, Sorrow & Grieving, Living, Relationships, Break-ups & Vexed Love, Heartache & Loss

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 Edna St. Vincent Millay

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Throughout much of her career, Pulitzer Prize-winner Edna St. Vincent Millay was one of the most successful and respected poets in America. She is noted for both her dramatic works, including Aria da capo, The Lamp and the Bell, and the libretto composed for an opera, The King’s Henchman, and for such lyric verses as “Renascence” and the poems found in the collections A Few Figs From Thistles, Second April, and The Ballad of the . . .

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SUBJECT Love, Sorrow & Grieving, Living, Relationships, Break-ups & Vexed Love, Heartache & Loss

POET’S REGION U.S., New England

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Originally appeared in Poetry magazine.

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