5/11/08

embryonic quietude stills the wanton shores,
shrouding the diseased arches above the cathedral trees.
he slips his arms into his tellurian vest,
as, one by one, each button is seduced by his hand.
until at last all blinking eyes have stopped,
all sun-yellow faces have sunk into the rapture of stillness,
as they slowly swallow their short eternity of rest.

5.11

4 comments:

Garvey said...

huh?

8-)

jen said...

I LOVE ee cummings. He is magnificent. Glad you agree.

emelina said...

i think you should put up darling pictures of yourself in grubby paint clothes.

Garvey said...

holly dear

you must post again!