April 20, 2010

for my little ones, and those to come

Poems by e.e. cummings

I will read these aloud to you, one day. The words will be woven into the tapestry of your childhood, and whenever you hear them later, in your college courses, or elsewhere in the wide world, I hope you will hear my voice again, speaking them to you. I hope that it will help you to remember: I've loved you since before you were born.


i carry your heart with me(i carry it in
my heart)i am never without it(anywhere
i go you go,my dear; and whatever is done
by only me is your doing,my darling)
i fear
no fate(for you are my fate,my sweet)i want
no world(for beautiful you are my world,my true)
and it's you are whatever a moon has always meant
and whatever a sun will always sing is you

here is the deepest secret nobody knows
(here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud
and the sky of the sky of a tree called life;which grows
higher than the soul can hope or mind can hide)
and this is the wonder that's keeping the stars apart

i carry your heart(i carry it in my heart)

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 skillfully, 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 color 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

1 comment:

  1. So blessed are those to be loved by you, VK. You love from a place not many choose to...completely.

    Thanks for sharing. I gain a little more hope in the kind of mother I hope to be when I read your thoughts, wishes, hopes and love for your children and future children.

    ((YOU)) ang

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