I, being born a woman and distressed I, being born a woman and distressedBy all the needs and notions of my kind,Am urged by your propinquity to findYour person fair, and feel a certain zestTo bear your body’s weight upon my breast:So subtly is the fume of life designed,To clarify the pulse and cloud the … Sigue leyendo 11 Poemas de Edna St. Vincent Millay