What lips my lips have kissed?

What lips my lips have kissed, and where, and why, I have forgotten, and what arms have lain Under my head till morning; but the rain Is full of ghosts tonight, that tap and sigh Upon the glass and listen for reply, And in my heart there stirs a quiet pain For unremembered lads that not again Will turn to me at midnight with a cry. read more

Short Summary of “What Lips My Lips have Kissed, And Where, And Why” by Edna St. Vincent Millay Article shared by The poem “What Lips My Lips Have Kissed, And Where, And Why” was written just five years after the First World War when innumerable young men died. read more

But even more morose, now, is the concrete image that stands in for the narrator in the sestet: the lonely tree in winter, whose “birds have vanished one by one.” The narrator is the tree. “What lips my lips have kissed, and where, and why” is, like most Petrarchan sonnets, a self-sufficient poem. read more

What Lips My Lips Have Kissed (Sonnet XLIII) by Edna St Vincent Millay Title: When first reading the title, it seems as if the speaker is in love and happy. The title makes the readers assume the speaker will be reminiscing about her man. Interpretative Title: After understanding the poem, one can interpret the meaning of the title. read more