Ebb
I know what my heart is like Since your love died: It is like a hollow ledge Holding a little pool Left there by the tide, A little tepid pool, Drying inward from the edge.
Edna St. Vincent Millay
I know what my heart is like Since your love died: It is like a hollow ledge Holding a little pool Left there by the tide, A little tepid pool, Drying inward from the edge.
After a love ends, the speaker compares her heart to a hollow ledge on the shore after the tide has gone out. A little pool of water remains, but it is cut off from the sea that once filled it. The water is tepid, still, and slowly drying inward from the edges.
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