A Poem from Edna St. Vincent Millay: Grown-up Was it for this I uttered prayers, And sobbed and cursed and kicked the stairs, That now, domestic as a plate, I should retire at half-past eight?
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There are a hundred places where I fear To go, --so with his memory they brim! And entering with relief some quiet place Where never fell his foot or shone his face I say, 'There is no memory of him here!' And so stand stricken, so remembering him!
Interpretation
What this quote means
The quote reflects the deep impact of memories on our emotions and the desire to find solace in places untouched by those memories.
In this quote, Edna St. Vincent Millay expresses the profound sadness that accompanies remembrance. The speaker describes how the haunting presence of a lost loved one fills numerous locations with fear and sorrow, creating a longing for a place where those painful memories do not intrude. Ultimately, while seeking solace, the speaker confronts the inevitability of grief, recognizing that even in the absence of the individual, the memories of them remain painfully vivid.
Themes
MemoryGriefLossLoveRelationships
In practice
Example use cases
In a memorial speech to honor a loved one who has passed away.
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I drank at every vine, the last was like the first. I came upon no wine so wonderful as thirst.
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