Love Is Not All: It Is Not Meat Nor Drink

Selected Poems

Love Is Not All: It Is Not Meat Nor Drink

Love is not all: It is not meat nor drink
Nor slumber nor a roof against the rain,
Nor yet a floating spar to men that sink
And rise and sink and rise and sink again;
Love cannot fill the thickened lung with breath,
Nor clean the blood, nor set the fractured bone;
Yet many a man is making friends with death
Even as I speak, for lack of love alone.
It well may be that in a difficult hour,
Pinned down by need and moaning for release,
Or nagged by want past resolution’s power,
I might be driven to sell your love for peace,
Or trade the memory of this night for food.
It may well be. I do not think I would.

— Edna St. Vincent Millay, from Selected Poems: The Centenary Edition

T. S. Poetry

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