Showing posts with label springtime. Show all posts
Showing posts with label springtime. Show all posts
Tuesday, May 4, 2010
e e cummings
When I was in my 20's and just starting to read for pleasure and not for school, I discovered e. e. cummings. His poems taught me how to live even before I knew who I was or that you could decide who to be in the world. I have read this poem for 20 years and am surprised and delighted by it every time. It also reminds me of spring because it's full of birds and hopefulness.
may my heart always be open to little
birds who are the secrets of living
whatever they sing is better than to know
and if men should not hear them men are old
may my mind stroll about hungry
and fearless and thirsty and supple
and even if it's sunday may i be wrong
for whenever men are right they are not young
and may myself do nothing usefully
and love yourself so more than truly
there's never been quite such a fool who could fail
pulling all the sky over him with one smile
e.e. cummings
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birds,
e. e. cummings,
poems,
poetry,
springtime
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