Thursday, April 26, 2012

My Poem for My Pocket

let it go - the
smashed word broken
open vow or
the oath cracked length
wise - let it go it
was sworn to
go
let them go - the
truthful liars and
the false fair friends
and the boths and
neithers - you must let them go they
were born
to go
let all go - the
big small middling
tall bigger really
the biggest and all
things - let all go
dear

so comes love


~ e. e. cummings ~
(Complete Poems 1904-1962)

2 comments:

The Bug said...

Oh I love this! Such GOOD advice! I really should have picked a favorite poem instead of writing my own :)

Bonnie Jacobs said...

But can I open my fist and quit grasping? Buddhism condemns grasping, and I'm about ready to study the similarities between Buddhism and Christianity. Any news on your book?