It came into her mind, seeing how the snow by Edna St. Vincent Millay
It’s my birthday, and I’ll post an ESVM sonnet if I want to!
It came into her mind, seeing how the snow
By Edna St. Vincent Millay
It came into her mind, seeing how the snow
Was gone, and the brown grass exposed again,
And clothes-pins, and an apron—long ago,
In some white storm that sifted through the pane
And sent her forth reluctantly at last
To gather in, before the line gave way,
Garments, board-stiff, that galloped on the blast
Clashing like angel armies in a fray,
And apron long ago in such a night
Blown down and buried in the deepening drift,
To lie till April thawed it back to sight,
Forgotten, quaint and novel as a gift—
It struck her, as she pulled and pried and tore,
That here was spring, and the whole year to be lived through once more.
Love this one. Never read it before and I’m a huge ESVM fan (I thought!). Thank you for this great webpage. I’ve enjoyed it for 2 years now!
Thanks so much for commenting! It’s always nice to hear from another ESVM fan. I’ve read most of Collected Poems too many times to count, but the part I never focused on much was the sonnet section. What a wealth there! I’ll be sharing at least one a month here.