Just before I left for my residency at MassMoCA, I wrote this haibun about what I used to call bittersweet, because I fell in love with lines from one of Millay's sonnets where someone "loves you less than life, a little less than bittersweet upon a broken wall ..." It is in fact Virginia creeper, here in upstate New York. I managed to revise my own work, but I wonder whether Millay was really sure about what she referred to in her sonnet?
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That's beautiful, and I love the way you read it. I have to go back to Millay's sonnet and re-read it (it's been years) before I could actually answer your question!
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