Mon 13 Aug 2007
My Candle Burns At Both Ends
Posted at 21:27 +1000 (last edited: 13 Aug 2007, 22:35)
Looking for something else entirely this afternoon, I stumbled across Edna St. Vincent Millay's poem First Fig, which I hadn't seen in years. Disturbingly appropriate.
My candle burns at both ends;
it will not last the night;
But ah, my foes, and oh, my friends —
it gives a lovely light!
I've no doubt my day of accounting for taking on too many and varied things lately is fast approaching and I'm not particularly looking forward to it. Still, the ride is fun for the moment. If only I could get things under control a bit more.
Topics: life