Explore "Second April: INLAND" by Edna St. Vincent Millay on Textopian. Read with annotations and highlights.
People that build their houses inland,
People that buy a plot of ground
Shaped like a house, and build a house there, / Far from the sea-board, far from the sound
Of water sucking the hollow ledges, / Tons of water striking the shore, -- / What do they long for, as I long for / One salt smell of the sea once more?
People the waves have not awakened, / Spanking the boats at the harbor's head, / What do they long for, as I long for, -- / Starting up in my inland bed,
Beating the narrow walls, and finding / Neither a window nor a door, / Screaming to God for death by drowning, -- / One salt taste of the sea once more?