Unless you love someone, nothing else makes sense.
E.E. CummingsTags: love
XVII
Lady, i will touch you with my mind.
Touch you and touch and touch
until you give
me suddenly a smile,shyly obscene
(lady i will
touch you with my mind.)Touch
you,that is all,
lightly and you utterly will become
with infinite care
the poem which i do not write.
The three saddest things are the ill wanting to be well, the poor wanting to be rich, and the constant traveler saying 'anywhere but here'.
E.E. CummingsMiracles are to come.
With you I leave a remembrance
of miracles: they are by
somebody who can love
and who shall be continually reborn,
a human being.
Tags: poem
down with hell and heaven and all the religious fuss
infinity pleased our parents
one inch looks good to us
Tags: poetry philosophy religion
a wind has blown the rain away
E.E. CummingsTags: inspirational
time is a tree (this life one leaf)
but love is the sky and i am for you
just so long and long enough
O gouvernment francais, I think it was not very clever of You to put this terrible doll in La Ferte; for when Governments are found dead there is always a little doll on top of them, pulling and tweaking with his little hands to get back at the microscopic knife which sticks firmly in the quiet meat of their hearts.
E.E. CummingsTags: politics
O to be in finland/ now that russia's here)
E.E. Cummingslove is the every only god
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