“Always be a poet, even in prose.” ~ Charles Baudelaire (1821-1867), French poet
Saturday, March 10, 2012
Afternoon on a Hill
(The Monongahela, a river flowing through Pennsylvania
and West Virginia, white-line woodcut by Blanche Lazelle,
1876-1936, American artist)
Edna St. Vincent Millay (1892-1950) was a prolific writer of novels, libretti, lyric poems, and some of America’s finest sonnets. Her poetry could be flippant and even brittle at times, but her best work reflects a sensitivity and appreciation of beauty and nature.
AFTERNOON ON A HILL
I will be the gladdest thing
Under the sun!
I will touch a hundred flowers
And not pick one.
I will look at cliffs and clouds
With quiet eyes,
Watch the wind bow down the grass,
And the grass rise.
And when lights begin to show
Up from the town,
I will mark which must be mine,
And then start down!
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