I was taught that, by definition, living things change and grow. If they’re not growing, then they are dead, and not just in the figurative sense. Yet every living thing will die at some point, and those of us left behind must find a way to continue growing. Writers do this through their words. The best push us to keep growing, simply by letting us know we are not alone in the feelings we don’t have words for. Thankfully, the poets do have words, and Pulitzer Prize winner, Edna St. Vincent Millay, knew how to use them. Here are two of her poems I only stumbled upon recently that touched a chord in me, read by Tyne Daly, who must have felt the same. Her recitations breathe life into these poems. I hope you will enjoy them.

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    1. Thank you, Rosemary! It’s amazing what you can find on YouTube, from the ridiculous to the sublime. These two poems are sublime in my book.