Poems by Edna St. Vincent Millay
Passer Mortuus Est by Edna St. Vincent Millay
October 5, 2025
“Unremembered as old rain / Dries the sheer libation, / And the little petulant hand / Is an annotation.” — Edna St. Vincent Millay
Grown Up by Edna St. Vincent Millay
November 2, 2011
"I should retire at half-past eight?" — Edna St. Vincent Millay
First Fig by Edna St. Vincent Millay
April 3, 2011
"My candle burns at both ends; / It will not last the night;" — Edna St. Vincent Millay
Ebb by Edna St. Vincent Millay
April 5, 2007
"Drying inward from the edge." — Edna St. Vincent Millay




