maggie and milly and molly and may
went down to the beach(to play one day)
and maggie discovered a shell that sang
so sweetly she couldn't remember her troubles, and
milly befriended a stranded star
whose rays five languid fingers were;
and molly was chased by a horrible thing
which raced sideways while blowing bubbles:and
may came home with a smooth round stone
as small as a world and as large as alone.
For whatever we lose(like a you or a me)
it's always ourselves we find in the sea.
e.e. cummings
Found on Strangeman's Blog
Thursday, November 15, 2007
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6 comments:
Now this reminded me of a day on the beach with a much missed friend.
(I have fixed this so I can comment here again)
Hello there! This is a great poem indeed. Its simplicity is disarming.
There are some translations of this on my blog. I wish you knew Albanian so that you could contribute, or give an opinion.
best regards!
e.e.cummings is one of my favorite poets of all time, Kim! Have you ever read his book of fairy tales? Totally delightful!
As far as I can tell, you haven't gotten hit with the 7 random things about me meme yet, so if you're interested. go for it.
I do love those building shots in Tirana. My camera kills the rechargable batteries, so I can never take a spontaneous photo. Time for a new camera methinks.
Can you believe I'd never heard this one? (?!)
Thanks for sharing. And thanks to Ann for sending me over.
Hi Kim, sorry for having taken so much time to come back here, but these last weeks have been awful. And the future is not promising, but Ill try to be get some time to enjoy your posts...
This is a great poem indeed!
And the pictures of colourful Tirana are absolutely amazing...
Have a great time!
Gil
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