Assault, by Edna St. Vincent Millay

I immediately liked this simple poem on the first read (which doesn’t always happen).  I do like Edna St. Vincent Millay.



I had forgotten how the frogs must sound

After a year of silence, else I think

I should not so have ventured forth alone

At dusk upon this unfrequented road.


I am waylaid by Beauty. Who will walk

Between me and the crying of the frogs?

Oh, savage Beauty, suffer me to pass,

That am a timid woman, on her way

From one house to another!

– Edna St. Vincent Millay


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