Sunday, November 20, 2011

maggie and milly and molly and may

I love this poem for it's whimsical imagery. When I make my cards and little projects, I feel like maggie. I just forget any troubles. Not that I have many. I am very blessed. But we are all human and little things sometimes get to be big things and crafting is my therapy. I have fun even if it doesn't come quite the way I want. :)

maggie and milly and molly and may
by e.e. cummings

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

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My son examining a stone awash on the beach...


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