Tuesday, May 24

a favorite

Love is Not All

Love is not all: It is not meat nor drink

Nor slumber nor a roof against the rain,

Nor yet a floating spar to men that sink

and rise and sink and rise and sink again.

Love cannot fill the thickened lung with breath

Nor clean the blood, nor set the fractured bone;

Yet many a man is making friends with death

Even as I speak, for lack of love a l o n e.

It well may be that in a difficult hour,

Pinned down by need and moaning for release

Or nagged by want past resolutions power,

I might be driven to sell you love for peace,

Or trade the memory of this night for food.

It well may be.

I do not think I would

Edna St. Vincent Millay

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