A poet is someone who is abnormally fond of that precision which creates movement. Which is to say the highest form of concentration possible: fascination; to report on the electrifying experience of being.
E. E. CUMMINGSAmerica makes prodigious mistakes, America has colossal faults, but one thing cannot be denied: America is always on the move. She may be going to Hell, of course, but at least she isn’t standing still.
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Here’s to opening and upward… and to yourself and up with you and up with and up with laughing.
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And now you are and I am and we’re a mystery which will never happen again.
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You and I are more than you and I because it’s we.
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I thank you God for this most amazing day, for the leaping greenly spirits of trees, and for the blue dream of sky and for everything which is natural, which is infinite, which is yes.
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Notice the convulsed orange inch of moon perching on this silver minute of evening.
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I’d rather have two good friends, than 500,000 admirers.
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You shall above all things be glad and young For if you’re young, whatever life you wear it will become you; and if you are glad whatever’s living will yourself become.
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And now you are and I am and we’re a mystery which will never happen again.
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Somewhere i have never traveled, 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.
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Somewhere i have never travelled, gladly beyond.
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Whenever you think or you believe or you know, you’re a lot of other people: but the moment you feel, you’re nobody-but-yourself.
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Existing’s tricky:but to live’s a gift.
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May my heart always be open to little birds who are the secrets of living.
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Only by you my heart always moves.
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Time is a tree (this life one leaf) but love is the sky and i am for you just so long and long enough.
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