What lips my lips have kissed, and where, and why,
I have forgotten, and what arms have lain
Under my head till morning; but the rain
Is full of ghosts tonight, that tap and sigh
Upon the glass and listen for reply,
And in my heart there stirs a quiet pain
For unremembered lads that not again
Will turn to me at midnight with a cry.
Thus in winter stands the lonely tree,
Nor knows what birds have vanished one by one,
Yet knows its boughs more silent than before:
I cannot say what loves have come and gone,
I only know that summer sang in me
A little while, that in me sings no more.
– Edna St. Vincent Millay, “Sonnet XLIII”
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“Winter in My Heart” by The Avett Brothers
What a great song to go with Edna’s poem. There couldn’t be anything more perfect.
I can’t begin to imagine how much is tucked up in that brain of yours.
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And they just released a new album!!!! I’m such a fangirl. 🙂
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