Friday, February 06, 2009

Poetry Friday

For my best friend, Atticus:

i carry your heart with me

by e.e. cummings

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

(read the rest here, at the Poetry Foundation.)

The roundup for Poetry Friday is at Wild Rose Reader this week.


Melanie Bettinelli said...

Lovely. Simply beautiful. Thank you, Karen.

jama said...

Cummings writes the best love poetry ever. Thank you so much for the swoon fest . . . sigh.

Yat-Yee said...

If someone had written that to me, I don't care who he is, what he does, and how he looks, I'd be rendered jello.

Anonymous said...

This has always been one of my favorite poems. You must hear it set to music by Michael Hedges, with Crosby & Nash doing backing vocals. I guarantee tears. :)