it may not always be so; and i say
that if your lips, which i have loved, should touch
another’s, and your dear strong fingers clutch
his heart, as mine in time not far away;
if on another’s face your sweet hair lay
in such silence as i know, or such
great writhing words as, uttering overmuch,
stand helplessly before the spirit at bay;
if this should be, i say if this should be—
you of my heart, send me a little word;
that i may go unto him, and take his hands,
saying, Accept all happiness from me.
Then shall i turn my face, and hear one bird
sing terribly afar in the lost lands
~ e. e. cummings
17 comments:
My friend Peter, an English teacher and writer from Holland, shared this poem with me. It's so sad and beautiful, don't you think?
Can't see it. Must be light color:)
Okay...will try to figure out the problem and correct it, Cinna.
It's ok. I'm sure it's the color. I'll come back on home pc later xxxx
Heartbreak, of the worst kind....so very sad, palpable, I think..
So heartbreaking! Wow! An yes a moment of loss that's unquenchable! Thank you for fixing!!! Xxxxx
Thank you very much for sharing this poem today.: i understand...
You're welcome! It's Mannu's blog, in cummings's words, isn't it, Cinna? :)
You're welcome. I'm glad you do! :)
Indeed, Jillian!
that totally hurts big time.........very gut wrenching and stomach twisting
I didn't write this one, Kata. But it IS good!
oh no..
WOW...........I ASSUMED great work comes from you!!
See? that's a good thing, Auntie!!
No words...
now you've made me cry.....
It's more anxiety than heartbreak. ..since it seems still to be so..though it may not always be? In that case I can imagine her penning an extraordinarily reassuring reply to such an exquisite plea.
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