What lips my lips have kissed, and where, and why, I have forgotten, and what arms have lain Under my head till morning; but the rain Is full of ghosts tonight, that tap and sigh Upon the glass and listen for reply, And in my heart there stirs a quiet pain For unremembered lads t...
Edna St. Vincent Millay's "What Lips My Lips Have Kissed, And Where, And Why" is a sonnet that captures the speaker's sense of loss and longing for past lovers. Through the use of vivid imagery and sensory details, the poem evokes a feeling of nosta...
Vincent Millay’s “What lips my lips have kissed.” The poem follows the abbabba cdecde structure and provides several more examples of literary concepts. “What lips my lips have kissed” is a great example of how literary concepts combine to make a complex and meaningful sonnet. Millay ...
gone. Throughout this poem there are hints and reasoning behindmythoughts on why Millay has described herself in this poem. I will go through this poem dissecting short parts of the poem to provemypoint. “Whatlipsmylipshavekissed‚ and where and why‚ Ihaveforgotten‚ andwhatarmshave...
"What Lips These Lips Have Kissed": Refiguring the Politics of Queer Public Kissing In this essay, we argue that man-on-man kissing, and its representations, have been insufficiently mobilized within apolitical, incremental, and assimilati......
Though changes in language are often apparent in the progression of poetry, the intensity of the word “love” remains the same. If a simple “I love you” just won’t do the trick, you might try telling your sweetheart how much you love them with a poem, such as Shakespeare’s Sonnet...
Whatever materials you use to build your own found poem, try not to overthink it. Let the pure fun of play capture you and enjoy the process. Who knows where it might lead? Have you ever tried found poetry? What do you like about it? Tell us inthe comments. ...
My addled brain was saying “How can you give thanks onthisday when you kissed the cool lips of your beloved husband for the very last time? The day when you knew you would never again see the face you could hardly drag your eyes from, so dear, so familiar, so improved by time and...
on all my arounds !! Wretched I am in me & you!! Random people; stray thoughts; demeanour, painted envy and wrath. The wicked cupid’s gleam, those eyes sparkle; while their lips gorge vicious crave. And as other eyes, feast this steamy plethora!!
shiny lips part for they are ready Janette Bendle March 10, 2023 Writing Leave a comment Sunshine on my face As Victorians, we have all had so much taken from us. Accepting our situation has been and still is hard. Heartbreaking for many, what helps, is knowing we are all, millions sh...