For Edna St. Vincent Millay

“Vincent”

My Candle’s

Burnt at both ends,

There goes the night,

Now what?

I’m sure you have advice.

How is daylight?

Clouds are low and gray,

I’m depressed.

You might say,

I say now what?

My lover, my friend?

Is this the end?

The end of life for us,

And the rest of us?

Nothing more poetic

to say, except the sky is gray-

I have ceased my longing.

I can only pray.

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Cheryl Amy Hollander

12 January 2024