The eternal battle, Luis vs Words
Friday
Edna St Vincent Millay
Her most perfect poem. ... I think
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.
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