I am analyzing "Love is not all" by Edna St. Vincent Millay.
Love is not all: it is not meat nor drink
Nor slumber nor a roof against the rain;
Not yet a floating spar to men that sink
And rise and sink and rise and sink again;
Love can not fill the thickened lung with breath,
Nor clean the blood, nor set the fractured bone;
Yet many a man is making friends with death
Even as I speak, for lack of love alone.
It well may be that in a difficult hour,
Pinned down by pain and moaning for release,
Or nagged by want past resolution's power,
I might be driven to sell your love for peace,
Or trade the memory of this night for food.
It well may be. I do not think I would.
This poem discusses how people tend to believe that love is everything they need in live whereas it's not even close. A lot of the time when a person falls in love they become completely swept up in the relationship and the feelings they receive from that person or that relationship. This poem discusses that love will not make you breathe or give you food or a home . Love is a feeling and while it's a great one it's not a tangible thing that can make you survive.
I think it's important to love and to be loved, whether that's through a romantic relationship, a friendship, or through family. But I also think it's important to remember to be realistic. Love won't feed you or pay the bills and you can't let that feeling overtake your life because if you do it could ruin it. It's important to find a balance between love and reality.
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