A Poem for the Weekend
In college I discovered e. e. cummings, one of America’s most interesting poets. This is my favorite poem of his and the lyrics often come to me when I’m out on a walk or gazing at a blue sky through the window. To enjoy this poem to the max, I encourage you to read it aloud one time, and then again a second time with some feeling as you gain a sense of the cadence.
Have a great weekend everyone! (We are braving a first trip into Bend, an hour away, with William to run errands and do some shopping today.)
i thank You God for most this amazing
day:for the leaping greenly spirits of trees
and a blue true dream of sky; and for everything
which is natural which is infinite which is yes
(i who have died am alive again today, and this is the sun’s birthday; this is the birth day of life and of love and wings: and of the gay great happening illimitably earth)
how should tasting touching hearing seeing breathing any–lifted from the no of all nothing–human merely being doubt unimaginable You?
(now the ears of my ears awake and now the eyes of my eyes are opened)
e. e. cummings (1894-1962)