somewhere i have never travelled – e.e.cummings

 

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This poem like many by e.e.cummings, is experimental, abstract and irregular. He wrote in this unconventional style for most of his career and was unapologetic.

This is an in-the-moment love poem written for a special partner. Perhaps the poet has fallen under the spell of love and is trying to put into words what it feels like to look into a special one’s eyes and the informal declaration is both profound and mysterious.

It is a soulful, spontaneous outburst expressing the mystery and beauty of that elusive creature called love.

somewhere i have never travelled, gladly beyond
any experience, your eyes have their silence:
in your most frail gesture are things which enclose me,
or which i cannot touch because they are too near

your slightest look easily will unclose me
though i have closed myself as fingers,
you open always petal by petal myself as Spring opens
(touching skilfully, mysteriously)her first rose

or if your wish be to close me, i and
my life will shut very beautifully, suddenly,
as when the heart of this flower imagines
the snow carefully everywhere descending;

nothing which we are to perceive in this world equals
the power of your intense fragility:whose texture
compels me with the color of its countries,
rendering death and forever with each breathing

(i do not know what it is about you that closes
and opens; only something in me understands
the voice of your eyes is deeper than all roses)
nobody, not even the rain, has such small hands

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