Edna St. Vincent Millay (Эдна Сент-Винсент Миллей)
Passer Mortuus Est
Death devours all lovely things; Lesbia with her sparrow Shares the darkness,—presently Every bed is narrow. Unremembered as old rain Dries the sheer libation, And the little petulant hand Is an annotation. After all, my erstwhile dear, My no longer cherished, Need we say it was not love, Now that love is perished?
Edna St. Vincent Millay’s other poems:
- Two Sonnets in Memory
- When the Year Grows Old
- Sonnets 09: Let You Not Say Of Me When I Am Old
- Portrait by a Neighbour
- Underground System
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