Thursday, April 21, 2011

Sea Change.

We're off to the shore for the only two not-gray or -rainy days predicted for the week. I really look forward to this yearly pilgrimage.

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

-e. e. cummings

2 comments:

Terry Williams said...

You have to admit he is pretty good.

Be said...

I love Cummings. This is part of the reason why we named Molly what we did. Now we've got "Maggie and Molly." We just need "Milly and May (snort.)"