E.E. Cummings

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Paralelo Longe said...

Maybe E.E. Cummings has one of my favourite poems of the english language. I'ts called "Somewhere I have never Travelled" and it really touches my soul when I read it. I'm a big fan of romantic poetry and I even got a blog just for that kind. Cummings has a very soft and smooth way of expressing his feelings. I never get tired of romantic poetry :). The poem 34 is also very beautiful and you are right strong love (and in my case the old one thick as a rock) never mind distance or cold or pain, love flushes like waves in a quiet sunny day, coming and going like a breath from our soul. Here ir is:

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 color 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

by E. E. Cummings

Olga said...

It's very beautiful, TI - thanks for sharing. I'm wondering if the word 'travel' there is just a coincidence.. :)