Edna St. Vincent Millay

(22 February 1892 – 19 October 1950 / Rockland / Maine / United States)

Afternoon On A Hill - Poem by Edna St. Vincent Millay

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!


Comments about Afternoon On A Hill by Edna St. Vincent Millay

  • Gold Star - 16,990 Points * Sunprincess * (5/16/2014 7:25:00 PM)

    ............truly a beautiful write....showing appreciation for God's gifts to us...... leaving beauty untouched for others to enjoy......this is what life is all about....enjoyed... (Report) Reply

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  • Rookie - 45 Points Colleen Courtney (5/16/2014 2:49:00 PM)

    Nice poem. Invokes great imagery. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 0 Points Thomas Donnelly (12/2/2013 1:23:00 PM)

    The Dandelion Girl brought me here. :) (Report) Reply

  • Silver Star - 3,956 Points Geoffrey Fafard (8/14/2012 10:51:00 PM)

    all that there is, all there must be and.. all this is enough, just beautiful. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie gone gone (4/14/2007 10:27:00 PM)

    simply lovely....a treasured day (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, January 4, 2003



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