Inland
Edna St. Vincent Millay * Track #14 On Second April and Other Poems
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- #1City Trees
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- #2The Blue-Flag In The Bog
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- #3Journey
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- #4Eel-Grass
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- #5Elegy Before Death
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- #6The Bean-Stalk
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- #7Weeds
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- #8Pastoral
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- #9Low-Tide
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- #10Song Of A Second April
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- #11Rosemary
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- #12The Poet And His Book
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- #13Alms
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- #14Inland
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- #15To A Poet That Died Young
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- #16Wraith
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- #17Ebb
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- #18Elaine
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- #19Burial
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- #20Mariposa
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- #21The Little Hill
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- #22Doubt No More That Oberon
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- #23Lament
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- #24Exiled
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- #25The Death Of Autumn
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- #26Ode To Silence
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- #27Epitaph
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- #28Prayer To Persephone
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- #29Chorus
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- #30Elegy
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- #31Dirge
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- #32Second April: Sonnets
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- #33When I too long have looked upon your face
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Edna St. Vincent MillayInland Annotated
People that build their houses inland,
People that buy a plot of ground
Shaped like a house, and build a house there,
Far from the sea-board, far from the sound
Of water sucking the hollow ledges,
Tons of water striking the shore,—
What do they long for, as I long for
One salt smell of the sea once more?
People the waves have not awakened,
Spanking the boats at the harbor's head,
What do they long for, as I long for,—
Starting up in my inland bed,
Beating the narrow walls, and finding
Neither a window nor a door,
Screaming to God for death by drowning,—
One salt taste of the sea once more?