Time Does Not Bring Relief - Edna St. Vincent Millay

Time does not bring relief; you all have lied

Who told me time would ease me of my pain!

I miss him in the weeping of the rain;

I want him at the shrinking of the tide;
The old snows melt from every mountain-side,

And last year's leaves are smoke in every lane;

But last year's bitter loving must remain

Heaped on my heart, and my old thoughts abide!
There are a hundred places where I fear

To go, ... so with his memory they brim!

And entering with relief some quiet place

Where never fell his foot or shone his face.
I say, "There is no memory of him here!"

And so stand stricken, so remembering him!

- I think this is so well-written, especially the final lines where she goes somewhere that he has never been...believing this will bring some kind of relief. However, she does this consciously and thus thinks of him in the process of doing it and so remembers him in her conscious effort to try and forget him! I think there is irony of 'remembering to forget' here! Great!