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Jun
Read-a-thon Mini-Challenge: Hour 13
Posted by: LizzieThy fingers make early flowers of
all things.
thy hair mostly the hours love:
a smoothness which
sings, saying
(though love be a day)
do not fear, we will go amaying.
thy whitest feet crisply are straying
Always
thy moist eyes are at kisses playing
whose strangeness much
says; singing
(though love be a day)
for which girl art thou flowers bringing?
To be thy lips is a sweet thing
and small.
Death, Thee i call rich beyond wishing
if this though catch,
else missing.
(though love be a day
and life be nothing, it shall not stop kissing).
–e. e. cummings
Tags: read-a-thon
June 28th, 2008 at 9:48 pm
Great poem. Thank for participating.
June 28th, 2008 at 10:06 pm
I love e.e.
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June 28th, 2008 at 10:33 pm
I picked cummings too! And this is another great one. Could that man write or what?!
June 29th, 2008 at 1:06 am
If you’re still up, hope your reading is great!
June 29th, 2008 at 1:11 am
Great poem
I couldn’t love e. e. cummings more.
June 29th, 2008 at 2:26 am
e.e. cummings is da bomb. I must remember to read more of his stuff.
June 29th, 2008 at 5:31 am
If you’re still up: We’re in the home stretch!! *happy dance*