Love Is Not All

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The Awakening of Adonis – John William Waterhouse (1899)

Tonight I feel tired and it’s time for me to leave, heading for bed… I really need to hit my pillow. But as I feel a bit nostalgic and reading other bloggers’ poems and writings inspired me making me have some longing feelings, I just wanted to leave this impressive poem tonight, before I go:

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Love Is Not All

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 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.
It well may 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.

Poem by Edna St. Vincent Millay
Form: Sonnet
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The Hypnotist Collector
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