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Edna St. Vincent Millay - Scrub

If I grow bitterly,
Like a gnarled and stunted tree,
Bearing harshly of my youth
Puckered fruit that sears the mouth;
If I make of my drawn boughs
An Inshospitable House,
Out of which I nevery pry
Towards the water and the sky,
Under which I stand and hide
And hear the day go by outside;
It is that a wind to strong
Bent my back when I was young,
It is that I fear the rain
Lest it blister me again.

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Poet: Edna St. Vincent Millay
Poem: Scrub
Poem of the Day: Jan 29 2013

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Comment 1 of 2, added on January 13th, 2006 at 12:30 PM.

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