So, I'm still reading Savage Beauty, a biography of Edna St. Vincent Millay. I have been a little wayleighed by all the awesome books that I've added to my library recently. I already owe fines at my library on this. You know how I roll.
As I work my way through the life of this genius woman, I figured I'd share with you one of the plaques I found in The Mayflower Inn's American Poet's Garden.
Yeah, yeah, yeah Vincent... I get it. If I could manage to stay awake past 10pm, I might be able to finish your biography sometime this century.