Friday, July 07, 2006

poem

my head has been an empty vessel of late, just swimming around brief thoughts never really running with anything specific. i feel dry. My friend recommended E. E. Cummings a little while back, so I bought a poetry book of his. It was endearing, here is one of his poems, I like it.

"when god lets my body be

From each brave eye will sprout a tree
fruit that dangles therefrom

the purpled world will dance upon
But my lips which did sing

a rose shall beget the spring
that maidens whom passion wasts

will between their little breasts
My strong fingers beneath the snow

Into strenuous birds shall go
my love walking in the grass

their wings will touch with her face
and all the while shall my heart be

With the bulge and nuzzle of the sea"

2 Comments:

Anonymous kristin. said...

you only like it because it says breasts.

3:13 PM

 
Blogger Danielle said...

That was a really pretty poem, E.E.Cummings is an amazing poet.
When I was in creative writing we read one of his poems("In Just-"),
and then we had to rewrite the poem using the same format.
It was one of the most difficult things, but I was very happy with the outcome.
The way he makes up words and never uses puncuation,amazing... it's funny to think that he's probably the only person to pull it off.

4:33 PM

 

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