kissing the stair post

(though love be a day
and life be nothing,it shall not stop kissing).

– E.E. Cummings



everything isn’t ever always
wonderful, of course. but there
are those moments when you
find yourself delighted by the
very token broken thing that
drives you crazy, find yourself
craving the cracks and the scars
and the cacophony of sounds
that mean home. find yourself
rich in ways you didn’t know,
running, gleeful, through
the snow.
Prompted by Poetic Asides, where Robert asks us to capture a book or movie moment. Who can name this one? 

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11 Responses to kissing the stair post

  1. Rosebud…that sled in the snow. Citizen Kane?

  2. I’m thinking Gone with the Wind?

  3. ihatepoetry says:

    Yay, I guessed it. Gorgeous poem.

  4. maria says:

    Ah, a beautiful reminder. Thank you!
    P.S. I fancy e.e cummings works, too. ❤

  5. De-vine! A beautiful truth captured joyfully.

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