Bloggers (Silent) Poetry Reading

In honor of the Second Annual Brigid in Cyberspace Poetry Reading, here's one of my favorite poems, by e.e. cummings (though the poem Cara posted about Kissing is fast becoming a favorite too). Thanks for telling me about it babe!

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

Comments

[Leah]

I posted one of my favorites. Thanks for the tip; we can always use more poetry.

[deborah oak]

wow. thank you. I keep finding more and more poetry every day. This is one fabulous poetry slam!!! Thank you so much for participating. Love your blog, too!!!

[Anthony StClair]

Thanks Deborah, and thanks for putting this on. It's had me digging out some chapbooks and poetry sections I haven't read in far too long.