E.E. Cummings Love Poem

Grant, I’ve been rereading the poems of E.E. Cummings.

You remember we learned about him in high school,

And the main thing that struck you was what?

The capitalization of the name.

Exactly.

But you know, it’s been really delicious to get reacquainted

With the peculiar power of his poetry.

And before we go today, I just want to share a love poem

By E.E. 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, or 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 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. And Grant, I just love that.

That’s beautiful, Martha. You know, you don’t understand

Necessarily all of it. It’s almost like listening to another language that you don’t quite know

Entirely. And the other thing that I love about this poem is it can be a love poem to someone

You’re in love with, but it can also be a poem to someone you’ve lost.

That’s right. I love that. That is wonderful. I think I’m going to read that myself. We’ll put

That on the website, right?

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