You see, I am a poet, and not quite right in the head, darling. It’s only that.
Edna St. Vincent MillaySo up I got in anger, And took a book I had, And put a ribbon on my hair To please a passing lad. And, "One thing there's no getting by -- I've been a wicked girl," said I; But if I can't be sorry, why, I might as well be glad!
Edna St. Vincent MillayAh, I could lay me down in this long grass And close my eyes, and let the quiet wind Blow over me
Edna St. Vincent Millay