i am so glad and very
merely my fourth will cure
the laziest self of weary
the hugest sea of shore
so far your nearness reaches
a lucky fifth of you
turns people into eachs
and cowards into grow
our can’ts were born to happen
our mosts have died in more
our twentieth will open
wide a wide open door
we are so both and oneful
night cannot be so sky
sky cannot be so sunful
i am through you so i
i had a friend who once said to me ” what happened to last month:s crises.” On the fifth reading of this poem I really felt the humor in my human condition. That gave me a smile. thank you Br David
Hope cweesteen that — through me — you get to experience the meaning of this poem
thanks for giving an interpretation of the poem. a friend asked me to send him a line of e.e cummings each day, and he loves this one
i never would have understood this poem had i not met this person who “turns people into eachs/ and cowards into grow”. his very nature pulls (demands) the honesty, uniqueness, and individuality out of people who typically may not give themselves openly and brings courage to people who normally wouldn’t have it. “our can’ts were born to happen” is my favorite line; we both have this insane tenacity to prove everyone wrong about ourselves, especially to ourselves. “Our mosts have died in more”, we both seek to exceed our own expectations (and seem to do so everyday when we’re in each other’s sight). Its truly a phenomenon to meet someone who does so much in my life! “night cannot be so sky/ sky cannot be so sunful” – somewhere along the way i am looking for him to disappoint me, but he hasn’t (yet?). But my own greatness is made tangible through him; it didn’t seem as real before he was around (“i am through you so i”).
so very thoughtful Kimberly, I hope you have stayed connected with this person through the years. And even if not, to have been connected in this way with someone, if only for a moment, how depthful