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April 5, 2011 / M.E.

Stamps and Poetry

The other day at work we received a letter in the mail that had these really cool stamps of Edna St. Vincent Millay, the famous American poet. A couple days later when I went to see my grandmother I told her about the stamps and she prompted me to read some of Millay’s poetry out loud to her.

Here is one of her poems that I particularly liked.

“Travel” by: Edna St. Vincent Millay

The railroad track is miles away,
And the day is loud with voices speaking,
Yet there isn’t a train goes by all day
But I hear its whistle shrieking.

All night there isn’t a train goes by,
Though the night is still for sleep and dreaming
But I see its cinders red on the sky,
And hear its engine steaming.

My heart is warm with the friends I make,
And better friends I’ll not be knowing,
Yet there isn’t a train I wouldn’t take,
No matter where it’s going.

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