buttermellow's review against another edition
emotional
reflective
sad
- Diverse cast of characters? It's complicated
5.0
Content Warnings
Moderate: Misogyny
Minor: War, Death, and Suicide
raloveridge's review against another edition
5.0
Siiiiiiiiigh.
I don't quite know how she does it--coy yet direct, flirtatious yet utterly full of doom. Millay is my new hero.
I don't quite know how she does it--coy yet direct, flirtatious yet utterly full of doom. Millay is my new hero.
zaitrl's review against another edition
3.0
For such a large collection, I didn't find many poems I liked. The ones I did like though were excellent!
thegalaxypanda96's review against another edition
5.0
After over a year I finally finished it!!!!
I love Edna St Vincent Millay work very much ever since I first read one of her poems which is still my favorite in a fan fiction I was reading quite a few years ago then I saw a little book of her poetry and I had to get it I absolutely loved it and had to read more
Finally got her collected poems well it took me a long time to finish it just reading a bit at the time I loved it so much I don't know what it is about her I love but her poems speak to me in a way she is definitely one of my favorite poets
I love Edna St Vincent Millay work very much ever since I first read one of her poems which is still my favorite in a fan fiction I was reading quite a few years ago then I saw a little book of her poetry and I had to get it I absolutely loved it and had to read more
Finally got her collected poems well it took me a long time to finish it just reading a bit at the time I loved it so much I don't know what it is about her I love but her poems speak to me in a way she is definitely one of my favorite poets
spacestationtrustfund's review against another edition
4.0
from TIME DOES NOT BRING RELIEFTime does not bring relief; you all have lied
Who told me time would ease me of my pain!
I miss him in the weeping of the rain;
I want him at the shrinking of the tide;
The old snows melt from every mountain-side,
And last year’s leaves are smoke in every lane;
But last year’s bitter loving must remain
Heaped on my heart, and my old thoughts abide.
There are a hundred places where I fear
To go,—so with his memory they brim.
And entering with relief some quiet place
Where never fell his foot or shone his face
I say, “There is no memory of him here!”
And so stand stricken, so remembering him.
from WHAT LIPS MY LIPS HAVE KISSED...What lips my lips have kissed, and where, and why,
I have forgotten, and what arms have lain
Under my head till morning; but the rain
Is full of ghosts tonight, that tap and sigh
Upon the glass and listen for reply,
And in my heart there stirs a quiet pain
For unremembered lads that not again
Will turn to me at midnight with a cry.
Thus in the winter stands the lonely tree,
Nor knows what birds have vanished one by one,
Yet knows its boughs more silent than before:
I cannot say what loves have come and gone,
I only know that summer sang in me
A little while, that in me sings no more.
from FIRST FIGMy candle burns at both ends;
It will not last the night;
But ah, my foes, and oh, my friends—
It gives a lovely light!
robinhoodreads's review against another edition
Edna St. Vincent Millay is a woman after my own heart. I read one poem by her and decided I needed the Collected Poems, and it was the best decision I could make. The poems discuss love, loss, worry, and strength, and through it all, bring us back to nature. I especially loved that this collection had a section with her letters and telling you more about her life. Millay and her husband end up buying a 700-acre berry farm, which I just love. For her, she just seemed to want a place out in nature all her own where she could write and plant and just exist. And it seems like she got it.