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I will take the sun in my mouth
and leap into the ripe air
alive
with closed eyes
to dash against the darkness


small hands

18/8/2014

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So this is my all-time favourite number one poem.
yes it is.
Picture
image by George Christakis
“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. Cummings, Selected Poems
ee cummings also wrote small fairytales which are WONDERFUL for children. (Right)

I sent this book (left) to my nieces and they learnt the poem off by heart and absolutely love it!
It's such a sweet book and beautifully illustrated.

Click on book covers for more info.
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