Monday, April 16, 2012

nobody,not even the rain,has such small hands

Today's poem is another from Cummings. I wish I could find the words to describe how this poem affects me, but I don't think it's really possible. I feel it below my diaphragm--a sort of warm sigh. Maybe that's where the soul is. I'm curious to see what you all think.

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  1. Every time I read this poem, it leaves me just a little bit breathless.

  2. Beautiful, that's all I can think to say about it :D

  3. I think "a warm sigh" is the perfect way to describe this poem. It's comforting and beautiful -- a great choice for today!