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Somewhere I Have Never Travelled, Gladly Beyond
By E.E. Cummings More E.E. Cummings
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
Source: https://www.familyfriendpoems.com/poem/somewhere-i-have-never-travelled-by-ee-cummings
Interesting use of parenthesis. I don't know if I've every seen it in prose before.
ReplyDeleteAn interesting poem Jo-Anne..
ReplyDeleteI like this poem. I've also read some of cummings' other poems and liked them.
ReplyDeleteLove,
Janie
Beautiful poem!
ReplyDeleteBeautiful poem. Have a wonderful day.
ReplyDeleteJuli..........Me either
ReplyDeleteMargaret......It is
Janie......That's good
Al.........Thank you
Nancy.......Thanks
Dear Jo-Anne, thank you for this poem from e. e. cummings. He has always been a favorite poet of mine. His mind loops backward and forward always to explore the deep-down meaning, not only of words, but also of emotion. This one discloses to us the depths of love and its Oneness, too. Peace.
ReplyDeleteDee........I am pleased you liked it
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