Put it in your head

27 Apr

Ah strawberries. My pictorial representation of the vernal season for those of you who need visuals to go with your vernalness.
So, Second Annual Pumpkin Week in Spring sprang, and now that it is fully sprung, I’ll be getting back to my usual posting schedule, so you have to wait for Wednesday for another recipe.
But I wanted to share something.
Cause I’m a giver.
When I’m not being a taker, anyway.
I recently added a Wicked Stuff page to Scrumptious Gruel which I will gradually, when I have time, be adding stuff to. Wicked Stuff is basically favorite creative things of mine. Thus far it has just been a couple of paintings.
I was recently inspired by Ellie of Boots n Burbs to add one of my favorite poems to it. Turns out we share a love of e.e. cummings. I’ve kept this poem on my fridge because I love it. It’s about love. Duh. God I’m a girl. But it is also about emotion vs. intellect, life and death and…well I’m curious what y’all think too. So it will be on the Wicked Stuff page too but here ya go:

since feeling is first
who pays any attention
to the syntax of things
will never wholly kiss you;

wholly to be a fool
while Spring is in the world

my blood approves,
and kisses are a better fate
than wisdom
lady i swear by all flowers. Don’t cry
—-the best gesture of my brain is less than
your eyelids’ flutter which says

we are for each other:then
laugh,leaning back in my arms
for life’s not a paragraph

And death i think is no parenthesis

Do you like e.e. cummings? What do you think this poem is about?

5 Responses to “Put it in your head”

  1. E May 1, 2012 at 12:15 pm #

    ee cummings is one of the all time greats, el! thanks for the BnB shout out. I think I’m pinning this little poetry gem to my fridge, too.

    • Ellen May 1, 2012 at 12:40 pm #

      Glad you liked it! Thanks for putting the idea in my head. Heh, if I had more clothes with pockets maybe I’d pocket a poem, but the fridge will have to do…

      Sent from my iPhone

  2. Sabrina Bolin (@MyMiBoSo) May 1, 2012 at 4:09 pm #

    This poem gave me the shivers – it’s about love which is what life is about really, no? And not just in the romantic sense…I love where you heard goes, Ms. Ellen.

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