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Moonlight Crow by Anne Marie McCaffrey. Original in colour. ☀

“Pain and suffering are always inevitable for a large intelligence and a deep heart. The really great men must, I think, have great sadness on earth.” — Fyodor Dostoevsky - Crime and Punishment, Part III, Chapter V (1866).

O world, I cannot hold thee close enough! / Thy winds, thy wide grey skies! / Thy mists, that roll and rise! / Thy woods, this autumn day, that ache and sag / And all but cry with colour! / [...] Here such a passion is / As stretcheth me apart,—Lord, I do fear / Thou’st made the world too beautiful this year; / My soul is all but out of me,—let fall / No burning leaf; prithee, let no bird call. ~Edna St. Vincent Millay

My candle burns at both ends; It will not last the night; But ah, my foes, and oh, my friends— It gives a lovely light. Edna St. Vincent Millay

Edna St. Vincent Millay

Edna St. Vincent Millay by Ray Lee Jackson, NBC Studio, 1945. Library of Congress. Millay (American, 1892-1950) was an lyrical poet and playwright. She received the Pulitzer Prize for Poetry in 1923, the third woman to win the award for poetry, and was also known for her feminist activism and her many love affairs. She used the pseudonym Nancy Boyd for her prose work. The poet Richard Wilbur asserted, “She wrote some of the best sonnets of the century.”

Edna St. Vincent Millay was an American lyrical poet, playwright and feminist. She received the Pulitzer Prize for Poetry, and was known for her activism and her many love affairs. She used the pseudonym Nancy Boyd for her prose work.

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