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February 19, 2010

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i carry your heart in mine

by Andrea O'Connell

Singular shades and sounds. This is what I am about these days; it’s not heavy, but it’s clamorous within me, like the sound of one cymbal when there should be two.  It’s the crash in my head, it startles my heart – shakes me awake, and the treble and tremble travel down to my toes. Yes, right down to the blister on my little toe.

Yes. This is exactly what I am about these days.

…..here is the deepest secret nobody knows

(here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud

and the sky of the sky of a tree called life; which grows

higher than the soul can hope or mind can hide)

and this is the wonder that’s keeping the stars apart

i carry your heart (i carry it in my heart)   ~e.e. cummings

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4 Comments Post a comment
  1. Feb 19 2010

    wonderful poetry.

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    • Andrea
      Feb 19 2010

      Yes, I agree – cummings is amazing. Thank you for your comments; I really appreciate it.

      Andrea

      Reply
  2. Feb 19 2010

    grounded in death.

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  3. Andrea
    Feb 19 2010

    grounded in death? Maybe grounded in the continuum if souls that carry on? LOL. Or so I would hope.

    Reply

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