A Poem for Valentine’s Day

Not just my favorite love poem, but one of my all-time favorite poems, full stop.

Love Is Not All
Edna St. Vincent Millay

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 alone.
It well may be that in a difficult hour,
Pinned down by need and moaning for release,
Or nagged by want past resolution’s power,
I might be driven to sell your love for peace,
Or trade the memory of this night for food.
It well may be. I do not think I would.

What are your plans for Valentine’s Day? Me, I’ll be chillaxin’ with my sweetie, luxuriating in the sheer joy of not having any plans.

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2 responses to “A Poem for Valentine’s Day

  1. Thanks soooooo much for bringing it up.

    I’m not doing anything πŸ˜₯

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