This is the last day of National Poetry Month. It’s been great to read a different poet daily for the last nine days. Going forward, I plan to continue getting my recommended daily allowance of poetry.
Today, as I dipped into a collection of poems by Edna St. Vincent Millay, I remembered the well-known poem that describes my usual modus operandi:
“My candle burns at both ends,
It will not last the night.
But ah, my foes, and oh, my friends,
It gives a lovely light.”
Then there is the famous saying, “Early to bed and early to rise…”
Years back, I sang in a choir that performed two pithy pieces by Norman Luboff. His amusing collection, “Much More Ado About Nothings,” includes his take on the “Early to bed” proverb.
Luboff’s version goes:
“Early to bed, early to rise,
makes a man healthy, wealthy and wise,
and a terrible bore.”
Ouch. More like Millay’s point, actually.
Still, tonight, I’m opting for an early night and dullness. More lively brilliance to come next week!