I know I am but summer to your heart,
And not the full four seasons of the year;
And you must welcome from another part
Such noble moods as are not mine, my dear.
No gracious weight of golden fruits to sell
Have I, nor any wise and wintry thing;
And I have loved you all too long and well
To carry still the high sweet breast of Spring.
Wherefore I say: O love, as summer goes,
I must be gone, steal forth with silent drums,
That you may hail anew the bird and rose
When I come back to you, as summer comes.
Else will you seek, at some not distant time,
Even your summer in another clime.
-Edna St. Vincent Millay
art is by j.w. waterhouse
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I stumbled across this poem online and it instantly grabbed my attention.
I think this one is about being cast aside by the person you're in love with.
The first lines set the mood for the rest of the poem.
I know I am but summer to your heart,
And not the full four seasons of the year...
She was a temporary thing in his life, and he let her go.
You get the sense that she feels she is not good enough for him in some way, so she is going to move on as well.
No gracious weight of golden fruits to sell
Have I, nor any wise and wintry thing...
I think it's both a beautiful and sad poem. What do you think?
