Friday, May 04, 2007

Love is not all: it is not meat nor drink


Photo of the House of Glee's wedding feast by C.B. Bell III

Welcome back to Poetry Friday. Here's a poem for the Young Adult literature crowd:

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 may well be that in a difficult hour,
Pinned down by pain 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.

--Edna St. Vincent Millay

Update: The Poetry Friday Roundup is here.

5 comments:

limpy99 said...

That Edna St. Vincent Millay was a barrel of laughs wasn't she?

Lady K said...

Powerful stuff. More powerful, still, is how hungry I am after seeing that feast. It looks fantastic!

Alkelda the Gleeful said...

Limpy99: I can't stop crying for the laughter.

Lady K: A friend told me afterward that she wished she could have just pulled up a chair to the table and chowed down. I wish I could have gone to the wedding as a guest. All I remember about the food was that it was yummy.

HipWriterMama said...

I never thought Miss Edna was capable of poems such like this. Thanks for introducing me to a new side of her. I love it! The feast looks sumptous by the way. Beautiful!

Lone Star Ma said...

I love Edna St. Vincent Millay.

That feast does look yummy!