Today’s guest poet — e.e. cummings (I so enjoyed reading more of his work after photokunstler said she was fond of him. His poetry is amazing, slightly bizarre, and quite thought-provoking.)
being to timelessness as it’s to time
being to timelessness as it’s to time,
love did no more begin than love will end:
where nothing is to breathe to stroll to swim
love is the air the ocean and the land
(do lovers suffer? all divinities
proudly descending put on deathful flesh:
are lovers glad? only their smallest joy’s
a universe emerging from a wish)
love is the voice under all silences,
the hope which has no opposite in fear:
the strength so strong mere force is feebleness:
the truth more first than sun more last than star
— do lovers love? why then to heaven with hell.
whatever sages say and fools, all’s well
Marvelous artist Michael Durst’s work is available here: http://www.artbreak.com/heartscapeart/works
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August 24, 2011 at 3:24 pm
plantainperiodicals
This contrasting imagery in this poem is simple but so strong and really describes the many contradictions and unexplainable things about love. Thank you for sharing this poem!
August 24, 2011 at 3:30 pm
Seasweetie
You are most welcome, plantainperiodicals – thank you for visiting!
August 24, 2011 at 9:18 pm
photokunstler
Love it! Love him.
All’s well. Sigh…
August 24, 2011 at 9:51 pm
Seasweetie
All WILL be well, photokunstler
August 25, 2011 at 6:14 am
Barbara Rodgers
“love did no more begin than love will end” … beautiful way to describe that feeling that you’ve always known the one you love, and that you always will!
The Michael Durst paintings are wonderful, especially, “Hannah by the Sea.”
August 25, 2011 at 6:40 am
Seasweetie
Very much so, Barbara – thank you for coming to visit!