Poem for Hafs Here is the poem by Edna St Vincent Millay Sorrow by Edna St Vincent Millay Sorrow like a ceaseless rain Beats upon my heart People twist and scream in pain Dawn will find them still again This has neither wax nor wane Neither stop nor start People dress and go to town I sit in my chair All my thoughts are slow and brown Standing up or sitting down Little matters or what gown Or what shoes I wear I don t know how to format it right The only lines that should be indented are Beats Neither I sit and Or what shoes and the ends of the lines are rain heart pain and em dash again wane start then a space before the next line then ending words town chair brown down gown wear with a period Maybe it s too sad for Hafs talk page What do you think