Lost in HellPersephone
Take her head upon your knee
Say to her My dear my dear
It is not so dreadful here.
Edna St. Vincent Millay
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Degraded bird I give you back your eyes forever ascend now whither you are tossed
Forsake this wrist forsake this rhyme
Soar eat ether see what has never been seen depart be lost
But climb.
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I dread no more the first white in my hair
Or even age itself the easy shoe
The cane the wrinkled hands the special chair
Time doing this to me may alter too
My anguish into something I can bear
- Edna St. Vincent Millay