Poet: Edna St. Vincent Millay
Dates: 22 February 1892 – 19 October 1950
Title of Poem: And you as well must die, belovèd dust
And you as well must die, belovèd dust,
And all your beauty stand you in no stead;
This flawless, vital hand, this perfect head,
This body of flame and steel, before the gust
Of Death, or under his autumnal frost,
Shall be as any leaf, be no less dead
Than the first leaf that fell,this wonder fled,
Altered, estranged, disintegrated, lost.
Nor shall my love avail you in your hour.
In spite of all my love, you will arise
Upon that day and wander down the air
Obscurely as the unattended flower,
It mattering not how beautiful you were,
Or how belovèd above all else that dies.
Brief Biography: Millay was a Pulitzer Prize winning poet and playwright. She was also known for her feminist activism as well as many love affairs. Preferring to use her middle name, Vincent, Millay, was independent and her out-spokeness did not always sit well with critics or authority. It is said she wrote some of the best sonnets of the 20th century.