Sonnets 01: We Talk Of Taxes, And I Call You Friend Comments
We talk of taxes, and I call you friend;
Well, such you are,—but well enough we know
How thick about us root, how rankly grow
Those subtle weeds no man has need to tend,
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I could complete my life hearing and reading only St Vincent Millay! Bittersweet resignation seems to be a leit motif in many of her works, and the pictures she paints with her choice of words are always, to me, brooding, somber, sad in a universal sense.
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9/11/2025 8:35:18 PM # 1.0.0
An interesting poem by the poet.