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by Edna St. Vincent Millay, 1921

I know what my heart is like
      Since your love died:
It is like a hollow ledge
Holding a little pool
      Left there by the tide,
      A little tepid pool,
Drying inward from the edge.

Published in Second April
Tags: divorce

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