24 Thursday May 2012
Posted in Fashion, Photography, Reflections, Relationships, Writing
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Edna St. Vincent Millay, Fashion, Love, Love Is Not All, Photography, Poetry, Reflections, Relationships, Writing
© Lauren DiMarco
Love can not 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.
from Love Is Not All by Edna St. Vincent Millay
Hold me, kiss me, love me…
30 Friday Dec 2011
Posted in Art, Crafts, Design, Reflections, Writing
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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.
from What Lips My Lips Have Kissed, And Where, And Why by Edna St. Vincent Millay
But what a song it was – it mattered not how short!
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21 Monday Nov 2011
Posted in Food, Photography, Reflections, Writing
© Joan Currie
A wagon stopped before the house; she heard
The heavy oilskins of the grocer’s man
Slapping against his legs. Of a sudden whirred
Her heart like a frightened partridge, and she ran
And slid the bolt, leaving his entrance free;
Sonnets from an Ungrafted Tree by Edna St. Vincent Millay
My table is laden with the fecundity of the season.
Satin & Sand 