More Cummings….

Today’s offering is something I would love for a lover to say to me. Perhaps I shoudl look into collecting lovers for next year.  Do enjoy. And yes, the poem is supposed to read like that!

F.M. Laster

“I never loved another person the way I loved myself”. – Mae West

I Have Found What You Are Like
i have found what you are like
the rain,

(Who feathers frightened fields
with the superior dust-of-sleep. wields

easily the pale club of the wind
and swirled justly souls of flower strike

the air in utterable coolness

deeds of green thrilling light
with thinned

newfragile yellows

lurch and.press

—in the woods
which
stutter
and

sing
And the coolness of your smile is
stirringofbirds between my arms;but
i should rather than anything
have(almost when hugeness will shut
quietly)almost,
your kiss

 

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