[identity profile] the-sin-nitesh.livejournal.com posting in [community profile] greatpoetry
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

Date: 2004-03-01 02:32 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] lalalizbeth.livejournal.com
that's my favorite love poem in the world...
who are you, fellow e.e. cummings lover?

Date: 2004-03-01 05:47 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] lunar-endeavor.livejournal.com
The "Unrealities" sonnets from his first book are probably my favorites. So gorgeous...

i have found what you are like

Date: 2004-03-01 08:32 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] i-am-scowling.livejournal.com
A classic work, indeed.

Date: 2004-03-01 10:15 pm (UTC)
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From: [identity profile] maymorning.livejournal.com
That has to be one of the most beautiful poems I have ever read. Thank you.

Date: 2004-03-02 08:31 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] springboard.livejournal.com
<3 e.e. cummings!

Date: 2004-03-02 03:55 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] 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.

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