“Say what you will, / Call me in all things what I was before, / A flutterer in the wind, a woman still; / I tell you I am what I was and more.”
More from Edna St. Vincent Millay
“But she was not made for any man, And she never will be all mine.”
“They say when you are missing someone that they are probably feeling the same, but I don’t…”
“You see, I am a poet, and not quite right in the head, darling. It’s only that.”
“Let all who prate of Beauty hold their peace, And lay them prone upon the earth and cease…”