Somewhere I Have Never Travelled

[the-sin-nitesh.livejournal.com]

somewhere i have never travelled, gladly beyond
any experience, your eyes have their silence:
in your most frail gesture are things which enclose me,
or which i cannot touch because they are too near

your slightest look easily will unclose me
though i have closed myself as fingers,
you open always petal by petal myself as Spring opens
(touching skilfully, mysteriously) her first rose

or if your wish be to close me, i and
my life will shut very beautifully, suddenly,
as when the heart of this flower imagines
the snow carefully everywhere descending;

nothing which we are to perceive in this world equals
the power of your intense fragility: whose texture
compels me with the colour of its countries,
rendering death and forever with each breathing

(i do not know what it is about you that closes
and opens; only something in me understands
the voice of your eyes is deeper than all roses)
nobody, not even the rain, has such small hands

-- E. E. Cumming

Comments

[lalalizbeth.livejournal.com]

that's my favorite love poem in the world...
who are you, fellow e.e. cummings lover?

[the-sin-nitesh.livejournal.com]

it is a pleasure to know another lover of this poem. I adore this one. indeed a beautiful poem. It will be a pleasure still to know more of you!

[lunar-endeavor.livejournal.com]

The "Unrealities" sonnets from his first book are probably my favorites. So gorgeous...

i have found what you are like

[i-am-scowling.livejournal.com]

A classic work, indeed.

[maymorning.livejournal.com]

That has to be one of the most beautiful poems I have ever read. Thank you.

[springboard.livejournal.com]

<3 e.e. cummings!

[d-elphie.livejournal.com]

that poem continually takes me to one of the happiest days of my life when I read it... thanks for posting it so I could go back again. It is one of the only e.e. cummings poem I like, but it is one of the best of all time.

[the-sin-nitesh.livejournal.com]

I share one thing with you. It is one of the few e.e. cummings poems that i like. It took sometime before i could start relating to it, and i just can't have enough of it.