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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