Thy fingers make early flowers
of all things.
thy hair mostly the hours love:
a smoothness which
sings,saying
(though love be a day)
do not fear, we will go amaying.
– E.E. Cummings
…
Even as the rain romances,
after all these swollen glances,
let’s just take our stolen chances;
and crown ourselves with ribbon dances.
…
(though love be a day
and life be nothing,it shall not stop kissing). – E.E. Cummings
Happy May Day! And WHEW, to all who finished a strong poeming April!
Prompted by Toads.
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Happy May Day to you as well 🙂
Oh those swollen glances.. I love them.
Who could resist?
What a delightful treat, De. Such a beautiful sound. Like Rosemary suggests, simply irresistible. I can totally dance to this… and the dancing will include a lot of hip. 😀
Terrific! Thanks so much also for the Cummings. And thanks for your inspiration all month. K.
So gorgeous ❤ ❤
I adore the play on words with “swollen glances”.
Love this!!!
This sounds very good, De. Your rhyme is great too! I’m ready to dance and haven’t even gotten into romance yet. 🙂
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