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Edna St. Vincent Millay - Wild Swans

I looked in my heart while the wild swans went over.
And what did I see I had not seen before?
Only a question less or a question more:
Nothing to match the flight of wild birds flying.
Tiresome heart, forever living and dying,
House without air, I leave you and lock your door.
Wild swans, come over the town, come over
The town again, trailing your legs and crying!

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Poet: Edna St. Vincent Millay
Poem: Wild Swans
Poem of the Day: Dec 22 2008

Comment 1 of 1, added on October 8th, 2009 at 8:24 PM.

Poor Edna; she "gave a lovely light," but between bursts of poems between her sexual exploits had trouble being comfortable with her life. In "What Lips my Lips Have Kissed" she regrets the loss of those headier times, and here, she almost seems bored with her life. But the wild swans are so compelling!
When I was very young and newly in love, the girl I sought sang a musical adaptation of this poem that I've never heard since.

Doug Thiele from United States

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