Saturday, February 13, 2010

may i touch said he / how much said she


Illus: e.e. cummings


In honor of the holiday, The Daily Beast has compiled a large lovely pile of erotic poems and drawings by e.e. cummings »

But they left a few out. Among them:

it is so long since my heart has been with yours

shut by our mingling arms through
a darkness where new lights begin and
increase,
since your mind has walked into
my kiss as a stranger
into the streets and colours of a town--

that i have perhaps forgotten
how,always(from
these hurrying crudities
of blood and flesh)Love
coins His most gradual gesture,

and whittles life to eternity

--after which our separating selves become museums
filled with skilfully stuffed memories

-- e.e. cummings


Many thanks to @scrivenings for the heads up.

p.s. and here's the poem of this post's title »

3 comments:

Elefanterosado said...

I shouldn't say it, but it reminds me of the images from The Palma Sutra. (courtesy of Palm Pilot apps.)

I've been reading and quoting e.e. myself lately. And checking out his image. He was quite a hottie too.

suttonhoo said...

there's nothing sexier than a man who can *really* write poetry.

unfortunately, the flip side of that coin is that there's no greater turn off than bad poetry.

(palma sutra, huh? cool. bet there's an app for that.)

anniemcq said...

love the title poem! I'll be reading that one to my Valentine tonight!

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