e.e. cummings' Monday

Happy Monday everyone. It's that time again, time for a

lovely poem from my beloved e.e. cummings. For those

of you who could care less about poetry, I am sorry, but

I will have a post for you in the next couple days. This

poem is one of my favorites:

love is the every only god

who spoke this earth so glad and big

even a thing all small and sad

man, may his mighty briefness dig

for love beginning means return

seas who could sing so deep and strong

one queerying wave will whitely yearn

from each last shore and home come young

so truly perfectly the skies

by merciful love whispered were,

complete its brightness with your eyes

any illimitable star

Sweet photo by the very talented Geraint Smith.

OXOX