A combination of slow internet and day-off laziness has made writing today’s post difficult. I have to keep reminding myself that this is my blog, my idea, and that there are no rules or grades for the assignment.
I told you I have issues.
Anyway, in lieu of a half-hearted and half-planned post, here is one of my favorite e e cummings poems. His structure has always comforted me, the symmetry and ease at which the poems work themselves out forming a sort of meditation.
In this particular piece, the idea of the word “yes” containing all worlds is a beautiful reminder that anything is possible. That “yes” is only the beginning.
Also I’m a sucker for anything with peach imagery. Deal with it.
love is a place
& through this place of love move
(with brightness of peach)
yes is a world
& in this world of yes live