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2016-02-22 22:33:41 (UTC)


February 22, 2016 Monday 9:33 PM

"somewhere i have never travelled, gladly beyond"

somewhere i have never travelled,gladly beyond
any experience, your eyes have their silence:
in your most frail gesture are things which enclose me,
or which i cannot touch because they are too near

your slightest look easily will unclose me
though i have closed myself as fingers,
you open always petal by petal myself as Spring opens
(touching skillfully,mysteriously) her first rose

or if your wish be to close me, i and
my life will shut very beautifully,suddenly,
as when the heart of this flower imagines
the snow carefully everywhere descending;

nothing which we are to perceive in this world equals
the power of your intense fragility:whose texture
compels me with the colour of its countries,
rendering death and forever with each breathing

(i do not know what is is about you that closes
and opens;only something in me understands
the voice of your eyes is deeper than all roses)
nobody,not even the rain,has such small hands

-e.e. cummings


"Through the window a broken fingernail of moon was visible.” –The Tooth Fairy by Graham Joyce [this is the book I just finished]

"The sun made intermittent stabs between wind-chased clouds." -Same book

There are a lot of beautiful quotes in the book, but much of it requires context, I think, to fully appreciate so I can't post it :

oh here's one I really liked.

"A kind of dream residue still clung to his mind like streamers from a bad party."

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