I love words. I love these words.
I will probably include something from the e.e. cummings file. If not the one from the previous post then perhaps this one. We could read it to each other. You know alternating the lines. I kind of only like the parts I italicized though.
i love you much(most beautiful darling)
i love you much(most beautiful darling)
more than anyone on the earth and i
like you better than everything in the sky
like you better than everything in the sky
-sunlight and singing welcome your coming
although winter may be everywhere
with such a silence and such a darkness
noone can quite begin to guess
(except my life)the true time of year-
and if what calls itself a world should have
the luck to hear such singing(or glimpse such
sunlight as will leap higher than high
through gayer than gayest someone’s heart at your each
nearness)everyone certainly would(my
most beautiful darling)believe in nothing but love
Oh dear! It wouldn't be at all right to chop up the poem. Alas.
On to the next.. on on to the next one. . .
