Monday, December 19, 2011

When the year grows old

 Dress: Sangria; Jacket: Aeropostale, thrifted;
Boots: Target; Tights: Vera Wang; 
Skeleton key necklace: vintage, from Minx. 

I cannot but remember 

   When the year grows old -- 

October -- November -- 
   How she disliked the cold! 

She used to watch the swallows 
   Go down across the sky, 
And turn from the window 
   With a little sharp sigh. 

And often when the brown leaves 
   Were brittle on the ground, 
And the wind in the chimney 
   Made a melancholy sound ...

I cannot but remember 
   When the year grows old -- 
October -- November -- 
   How she disliked the cold! 
- Edna St. Vincent Millay, "When the Year Grows Old" 

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