Yale Center for British Art, Paul Mellon Fund
“Afternoon on a Hill”
I will be the gladdest thing
Under the sun!
I will touch a hundred flowers
And not pick one.
I will look at cliffs and clouds
With quiet eyes,
Watch the wind bow down
the grass,
And the grass rise.
And when lights begin to
show
Up from the town,
I will mark which must be
mine,
And then start down!
by Edna St. Vincent Millay
School ends in three days. Then I will be “the gladdest thing under the sun!”
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Here goes the downhill slope! I’m happy you are finally seeing the end.
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Wishes for joyful ‘afternoons on the hill’ this summer.
I am not as controlled as dear E.St. VM – I always collected at least one flower to bring to my Mother…
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I love this so much!
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Love this poem. Happy Summer!
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Sounds like a lovely afternoon! Hope you have many of those this summer!
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It’s a beautiful poem, hoping it gave you a few minutes of respite till the end, Catherine. Then, presages many wonderful afternoons!
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I love your pairing of painting and poem. It’s perfect (to continue the alliterative trifecta)! The last few days of school are long indeed. We finally finished today, but I couldn’t even pull together a PF post this week. I’m impressed with your accomplishment! Hang in there! It won’t be long now!
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Wait–trifecta plus one!
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I love the joy in this poem! Enjoy those first days of summer!
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Three more days! I think yours is the latest school schedule I’ve heard. Hugs to get you to the end so you can be “the gladdest thing under the sun.”
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Lovely poem! Happy summer break 🙂
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So simple, so old-fashioned, so ATTRACTIVE. I wish you this Thursday afternoon on a hill, Catherine, full of wind and peace and home lights!
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Here’s to a summer of being glad under the sun, Catherine! I’m, hoping that you and Collette are finally able to make it up to the farm for a writing retreat some week.
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I would love that, Tara!
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I love this poem by Edna St. Vincent Millay, and the painting fits perfectly as Molly pointed out. As it’s already Monday, your almost finished–soak up all that summer has to offer, thanks Catherine!
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