I've been memorizing this poem:
since feeling is first by e. e. cummings
since feeling is first who pays any attention to the syntax of things will never wholly kiss you
wholly to be a fool while spring is in the world
my blood approves and kisses are a far better fate than wisdom. lady i swear by all flowers. Don't cry-- the best gesture of my brain is less than your eyelids flutter which says
we are for each other. then laugh, and lean back in my arms for life's not a paragraph
And death i think is no parenthesis
I was reminded of it recently, reminded how much I love this poem, and decided to memorize it. I say it every night before I go to bed, like a prayer, and I say it every time I happen to think of it. I think it is as well as a prayer. There is one other poem I treated this way, because it is obviously suited for bedtime:
AA BB CC (or, Unintentional Rhyming, aka Also Applies to Rainbows) by Scout Thompson
how many a stolen sunrise in your eyes before you die?
nestle in your sheets as they beckon you to sleep
at five am it seems so plenty as if the infinite were merely twenty.
11:52 a.m. 2003-11-30�
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