BLISSFUL-BOHEMIAN

Saturday, July 5, 2008

e.e.cummings' day!


I think this e.e. cummings' poem is most fitting for the week I have had :-). I hope you are all having a lovely weekend. Moon photo by Geraint Smith. *Again Blogger mushed the poem all together. Can anyone tell me why it does this?*
here's to opening and upward, to leaf and to sap
and to your(in my arms flowering so new)
self whose eyes smell of the sound of rain
and here's to silent certainly mountains; and to
a disappearing poet of always, snow
and to morning; and to morning's beautiful friend
twilight(and a first dream called ocean) and
let must or if be damned with whomever's afraid
down with ought with because with every brain
which thinks it thinks, nor dares to feel(but up
with joy; and up with laughing and drunkenness)
here's to one undiscoverable guess
of whose mad skill each world of blood is made
(whose fatal songs are moving in the moon

4 comments:

sukipoet said...

up with joy and up with laughing to you too Annie. Blessings, Suki

robinbird said...

the poem speaks directly to my happiest of hearts! which aren't all my hearts but is the one i most want to cultivate. joy to you this day. thanks!

M.Kate said...

Dearest Annie, love reading this post but I love that picture even more!!! Geraint shoots the most awesome picture! hugs always

Em said...

I've never really been a big poetry fan... maybe I'll become one if I keep reading your blog. :-)