Mercury Day Poetry: e. e. cummings

In an earlier post, I called Guruji “the e. e. cummings of yoga.” cummings was an innovator in sound and punctuation in his poetry. He stopped using capital letters before it was cool. Spring’s just getting started, so I chose a spring poem. I encourage you to read it aloud, the way it was meant to be read. It’s a lovely song.

spring!may —

spring!may —

everywhere’s here

( with  a low high low

and the bird on the bough )

how?why

— we never we know

( so kiss me ) shy sweet eagerly my

most dear

( die!live )

the new is the true

and to lose is to have

— we never we know —

brave!brave

( the earth and the sky

are one today ) my very so gay

young love

why?how —

we never we know

( with a high low high

in the may in the spring )

live!die

(forever is now)

and dance you suddenly blossoming tree

— i’ll sing

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