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Poem by Edna St. Vincent Millay

“Afternoons on a Hill”I will be the gladdest thingUnder the sun!I will touch a hundred flowers and not pick one.I will look at cliffs and cloudswith quiet eyes,Watch the wind bow down the grass,and the grass rise.And when the lights begin to showup from the town,I will mark which must […]

A punny poem

During an afternoon decluttering session, I found a poetry anthology book that’s been missing for months. It was at the bottom of a bin under layers of old receipts, a folded up ugly Christmas sweater, and unopened mail. Yep, a picture of impeccable tidiness. Here’s a fun pun poem you […]