No matter what I say,
All that I really love
Is the rain that flattens on the bay,
And the eel-grass in the cove;
The jingle-shells that lie and bleach
At the tide-line, and the trace
Of higher tides along the beach:
Nothing in this place.

Analysis, meaning and summary of Edna St. Vincent Millay's poem Eel-Grass

2 Comments

  1. judy says:

    This poem has brought me comfort on many occassions. I

  2. Jenny says:

    This poem is AWESOME! I love the subtle rhyme scheme and metapjor for life.

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