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I pondered well which poet to thank this month ’cause there are dozens of individual pieces by poets from Wakoski to Frost that I love. Millay stands out because, well, she’s kind of bitter sometimes, and kind of joyful sometimes. Almost like you can’t really be joyful unless you are bitter, a little, too. I love that.
Plus she wrote my hands-down favorite poem ever, "Afternoon on a Hill":
I will be the gladdest thing
Under the sun!
I will touch a hundred flowers
And not pick one.I will look at cliffs and clouds
With quiet eyes,
Watch the wind bow down the grass,
And the grass rise.And when lights begin to show
Up from the town,
I will mark which must be mine,
And then start down!
Isn’t that cool? As a teenager, it was that poem convinced me I could like poetry at all. And I still use that line about touching flowers instead of picking them with students — and now, Boobaby, too. Today’s expression of gratitude, therefore, is:
Thanks, Edna St. Vincent Millay!
