Thursday, July 15, 2010

One of my favorite poems by e.e. cummings

maggie and milly and molly and may

maggie and milly and molly and may
went down to the beach (to play one day)

and maggie discovered a shell that sang
so sweetly she couldn’t remember her troubles,and

milly befriended a stranded star
whose rays five languid fingers were;

and molly was chased by a horrible thing
which raced sideways while blowing bubbles:and

may came home with a smooth round stone
as small as a world and as large as alone.

For whatever we lose(like a you or a me)
it’s always ourselves we find in the sea


  1. What a cute little poem - so true. I love the ocean, but don't get there very often. I find when I'm there I lose myself in the huge and tiny miracles that abound ...

  2. Hello! One of my absolute favorites. Reminds me of summer. :)

  3. e.e. cummings...haven't read any of him for years...thank you.

  4. I am a cummings devotee. Also? I love this blog. I feel like I can breathe a bit here. :)
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  5. e.e. cummings, a favourite of mine. I always want to set his poems to music...