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(After Edna St. Vincent Millay’s poem by the same title)                                     Love is not all. It is not meat nor drink nor slumber nor a roof against the rain. In the beauty of sunlight falling on water,     love is hardly a major factor.                                           It cannot stop a bullet or lift a crashing plane -- or make a stopped heart beat again. Yet people are killing themselves even as we speak, for lack of love alone. It may well be under pain of torture, starving/dying of thirst, tested by want past resolution's power, I'd strike a bargain: a cup of water for a different life, a life without memory of you and our children; I'd trade our love for food. It may well be. I do not think I would.
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Jun 23, 2018
Jun 23, 2018 at 2:23 PM UTC
Love Is Not All
(After Edna St. Vincent Millay’s poem by the same title)                                     Love is not all. It is not meat nor drink nor slumber nor a roof against the rain. In the beauty of sunlight falling on water,     love is hardly a major factor.                                           It cannot stop a bullet or lift a crashing plane -- or make a stopped heart beat again. Yet people are killing themselves even as we speak, for lack of love alone. It may well be under pain of torture, starving/dying of thirst, tested by want past resolution's power, I'd strike a bargain: a cup of water for a different life, a life without memory of you and our children; I'd trade our love for food. It may well be. I do not think I would.
Hear Lucius/Jerry read the poem: humanist-art.org/old-site/audio/SoF_066_love_is_not_all.MP3 . This poem is part of the Scraps of Faith collection of poems ( https://humanist-art.org/scrapsoffaith.htm )
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Jun 23, 2018
Jun 23, 2018 at 2:23 PM UTC
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