The Unexplorer -- Edna St Vincent Millay

Due to severe time constraints this will be the last poem I send for a month
or possibly more :( Thomas will either double his output or skip alternate
days, depending. Guest poems can be sent to him. Anyway, for a swan song of
sorts...

(Poem #49) The Unexplorer There was a road ran past our house Too lovely to explore. I asked my mother once -- she said That if you followed where it led It brought you to the milk-man's door. (That's why I have not travelled more.) -- Edna St Vincent Millay

Millay's lighter poetry is perhaps not as well known as her more serious
stuff, or her love poems, but it is IMHO just as good, and certainly as
delightful. This particular one captured the essence of growing up
perfectly, and so simply that I hesitate to say anything about it. It is
also, for some reason, evocative in an intertextual sort of way - I was
reminded of bits of Calvin and Hobbes, Milne, Tolkien and a few others,
though I can't really say why.

And to repeat myself, the following site contains an extensive collection of
Millay's poetry, with a very well-chosen picture before each one:
<[broken link] http://www.geocities.com/Paris/LeftBank/6865/esvm.html>

Au revoir,

m.