i carry your heart with me(i carry it in
my heart)i am never without it(anywhere
i go you go,my dear;and whatever is done
by only me is your doing,my darling)
i fear
no fate(for you are my fate,my sweet)i want
no world(for beautiful you are my world,my true)
and it’s you are whatever a moon has always meant
and whatever a sun will always sing is you
here is the deepest secret nobody knows
(here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud
and the sky of the sky of a tree called life;which grows
higher than soul can hope or mind can hide)
and this is the wonder that’s keeping the stars apart
i carry your heart(i carry it in my heart)
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“[i carry your heart with me(i carry it in]” Copyright 1952, © 1980, 1991 by the Trustees for the E. E. Cummings Trust, from Complete Poems: 1904-1962 by E. E. Cummings, edited by George J. Firmage.
Source: Poetry (June 1952).
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that poem makes me weep…
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It’s beautiful and so stirring, especially read aloud.
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here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud
and the sky of the sky of a tree called life;which grows
higher than soul can hope or mind can hide – ❤ ❤
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Sigh…isn’t it beautiful? Jennie is the bigger cummings fan–his unique punctuation breaks me out in hives–but this is one of my favorite poems no less.
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Sitting by the ocean, reading some of those lines to myself again and again- that’s how I pause some Saturdays here. 🙂
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I adore cummings fabulous punctuation!
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I’m starting to get all itchy.
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