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since feeling is firstwho pays any attention
to the syntax of things
will never wholly kiss you;
wholly to be a fool
while Spring is in the world
my blood approves,
and kisses are a far better fate
than wisdom
lady i swear by all flowers. Don't cry
--the best gesture of my brain is less than
your eyelids' flutter which says
we are for eachother: then
laugh, leaning back in my arms
for life's not a paragraph
And death i think is no parenthesis
e.e.cummings.
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my favourite cummings poem, that and the one with the line "love is more thicker than forget"
the only poet to rival neruda, for mine.
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Brut - still brutally male! Is that what passes as "stiff competition" these days? A good note to retire on, huh?
P.S. You don't have any friends that work for Brut do you?
Jesus, poetry? I mean, who reads poetry?
quietly, quietly sad
This is so painfully and beautifully sad. Thank you
within the same 5 minutes i discovered that IOYC is back and La Nadine is leaving.
who would have thought reading blogs would be such an emotional roller coaster?
thanks for the beautiful poem.
That's lovely.
My personal cummins favourite: anyone lives in a pretty how town... though one does have to put in more effort with yours...
which may explain why Joseph from the amazing monochromatic cultural wasteland doesn't approve.
Love your work. Sass.
Monochromatic? Are you kidding? We've got every shade of beige under the sun!
On the subject of ads, have you seen the one with the dog slag? I have only seen a little bit of it while the volume was turned off, but boy is it funny. I wonder what it is about...
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