i carry your heart with me (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
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 the 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)

~ by Jeremy on March 10, 2008.

3 Responses to “i carry your heart with me (Cummings)”

  1. Cummings was probably the first actual poet that I was introduced to, and ergo the one who introduced me to poetry. This particular poem is in the collection that I have and has always stood out to me. I actually read this to my girlfriend in my previous life in an attempt at being sweet.

    I still admire Cummings but rarely read him.

  2. Perhaps his more, what’s the word, shitty experiments enshadow his entire catalogue. When I’ve told someone I take cummings as an influence, they dismiss me until I tell them exactly what part I take as influence. His iblac shit was, well, shit.

  3. That’s generally how I feel about it as well. One occasionally stumbles across a poignant phrase in one of said experiments, but overall they pretty much fail to add up to anything in the end.

    Still, it could be worse (Bukowski… Ginsberg… Kerouac… other crusaders against good art…).

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