When you are dead
Edna St. Vincent Millay
1892 to 1950
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Reconstruct the poem by dragging each line into its correct position. Your goal is to reassemble the original poem as accurately as possible. As you move the lines, you'll see whether your arrangement is correct, helping you explore the poem's flow and meaning. You can also print out the jumbled poem to cut up and reassemble in the classroom. Either way, take your time, enjoy the process, and discover how the poet's words come together to create something truly beautiful.
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No more as now their stormy lashes lift
Shall I be free, shall I be once again
Of cloud, two splendid planets may appear
When you are dead, and your disturbing eyes
Be powerless to evoke you out of air,
Than all the Alphas of the actual night!
To lance me through—as in the morning skies
What time the watcher in desire and fear
One moment, plainly visible in a rift
Oh, never more, till my dissolving brain
And purely blaze, and are at once withdrawn,
Leans from his chilly window in the dawn—
As others are, and count your loss no care?
Remembered morning stars, more fiercely bright