April 14th: “We Talk of Taxes, and I Call You Friend”

I love the combination of cynicism and sincere passion in this one. Compare “Love is not all: it is not meat or drink” by the same author, brought to my attention by alert reader Cecilia Grant.


“We Talk of Taxes, and I Call You Friend,” by Edna St. Vincent Millay.

Do you have a favorite pessimistic poem about the beginning of a relationship? (Yes I realize that’s rather specific, but I bet there are lots of them out there.)

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