Thursday, October 1, 2009

Ebb


I KNOW what my heart is like
Since your love died:
It is like a hollow ledge
Holding a little pool
Left there by the tide,
A little tepid pool,
Drying inward from the edge.


Edna St. Vincent Millay

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