Monday, August 6, 2012

Sad But Pretty

This post might make you think I'm sad, but I'm not. I promise. I had a great day hanging out with Baby and my sister, eating good food, driving through the country side and singing. It just happens that today I want to share this poem and this song, and they are sad. But sad is important too, and I appreciate art that encapsulates that importance.


I Think I Should Have Loved You Presently

I think I should have loved you presently,
And given in earnest words I flung in jest;
And lifted honest eyes for you to see,
And caught your hand against my cheek and breast;
And all my pretty follies flung aside
That won you to me, and beneath your gaze,
Naked of reticence and shorn of pride,
Spread like a chart my little wicked ways.
I, that had been to you, had you remained,
But one more waking from a recurrent dream,
Cherish no less the certain stakes I gained,
And walk your memory's halls, austere, supreme,
A ghost in marble of a girl you knew
Who would have loved you in a day or two.

Edna St. Vincent Millay

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