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Edna St. Vincent Millay

Edna St. Vincent Millay (1892-1950) was an influential American poet and playwright whose lyrical and passionate works earned her widespread acclaim. Born in Rockland, Maine, Millay was raised by her mother after her parents separated. Her mother, a nurse, encouraged Millay's literary talents from an early age. Millay gained national attention in 1912 when her poem "Renascence" was selected as a finalist in The Lyric Year's poetry contest, despite her young age.

Millay attended Vassar College, where she continued to write prolifically. Upon graduation, she moved to Greenwich Village, New York City, becoming an integral part of the Bohemian scene. Her first collection, "Renascence and Other Poems" (1917), was critically acclaimed. In 1923, Millay won the Pulitzer Prize for Poetry for her collection "The Ballad of the Harp-Weaver," making her the third woman to receive the honor.

Her work is characterized by its emotional intensity, technical mastery, and exploration of themes such as love, death, and nature. Millay was also an outspoken feminist and political activist, advocating for various social causes.

Throughout her life, Millay maintained a robust correspondence with contemporary literary figures and earned respect for her readings and performances. She passed away at her farm in Austerlitz, New York, leaving behind a rich legacy that continues to influence American poetry.

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Ashes of Life

Love has gone and left me, and the days are all alike.
Eat I must,…
By Edna St. Vincent Millay
Poetry

“If I should learn, in some quite casual way”

If I should learn, in some quite casual way,
That you were gone, not to…
By Edna St. Vincent Millay
Poetry

What Lips My Lips Have Kissed, And Where, And Why (Sonnet XLIII)

What lips my lips have kissed, and where, and why,
I have forgotten, and what…
By Edna St. Vincent Millay
Poetry

God’s World

O world, I cannot hold thee close enough!
Thy winds, thy wide gray skies!
Thy…
By Edna St. Vincent Millay

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