An old favorite poem
Jan. 5th, 2014 10:14 amI do love ee cummings, and this is one that I like very much:
somewhere i have never travelled,gladly beyond
any experience,your eyes have their silence:
in your most frail gesture are things which enclose me,
or which i cannot tough because they are too near
your slightest look easily will unclose me
though i have closed myself as fingers,
you open always petal by petal myself as Spring opens
(touching skillfully,mysteriously)her first rose
or if your wish be to close me,i and
my life will shut very beautifully,suddenly,
as when the heart of this flower imagines
the snow carefully everywhere descending;
nothing which we are to perceive in this world equals
the power of your intense fragility:whose texture
compels me with the colour of its countries,
rendering death and forever with each breathing
(i do not know what it is about you that closes
and opens;only something in me understands
the voice of your eyes is deeper than all roses)
nobody,not even the rain,has such small hands
Now, to be honest, part of the reason I love this poem is because of an album I own. The original TV series "Beauty and the Beast" starred Ron Pearlman and Linda Hamilton. There was a nice quantity of merchandise released in connection with this series, some of which I owned. I had the life-sized poster of Vincent (the last time I hung it up was at the Brad Davidian Compound; some of you have seen it), an 8x10 glossy of the same character, a Ron Pearlman autograph (from when he came to Space Trek '89), and the Beauty and the Beast Album.
Rather than simply releasing the soundtrack (though I'd have gobbled that up, too), they put together a music/spoken word album with music from the show and Ron Pearlman reading love poetry in the Vincent voice.
Yeah. You read that right, ladies. In the VINCENT voice.
It was this album that introduced me to that particular poem above. I had already read Cummings, but this album was my introduction to Rilke. (Oh, Rilke, darling!)
I no longer possess the ability to listen to albums in my home. I'm not even sure where all of my LPs are, currently. I loved that album fiercely, though. It was called "Beauty and the Beast: Of Love and Hope".
**EDIT**
Oh, wow! It's on Itunes! Something to go on the list of things to acquire once I have cash flow.
somewhere i have never travelled,gladly beyond
any experience,your eyes have their silence:
in your most frail gesture are things which enclose me,
or which i cannot tough because they are too near
your slightest look easily will unclose me
though i have closed myself as fingers,
you open always petal by petal myself as Spring opens
(touching skillfully,mysteriously)her first rose
or if your wish be to close me,i and
my life will shut very beautifully,suddenly,
as when the heart of this flower imagines
the snow carefully everywhere descending;
nothing which we are to perceive in this world equals
the power of your intense fragility:whose texture
compels me with the colour of its countries,
rendering death and forever with each breathing
(i do not know what it is about you that closes
and opens;only something in me understands
the voice of your eyes is deeper than all roses)
nobody,not even the rain,has such small hands
Now, to be honest, part of the reason I love this poem is because of an album I own. The original TV series "Beauty and the Beast" starred Ron Pearlman and Linda Hamilton. There was a nice quantity of merchandise released in connection with this series, some of which I owned. I had the life-sized poster of Vincent (the last time I hung it up was at the Brad Davidian Compound; some of you have seen it), an 8x10 glossy of the same character, a Ron Pearlman autograph (from when he came to Space Trek '89), and the Beauty and the Beast Album.
Rather than simply releasing the soundtrack (though I'd have gobbled that up, too), they put together a music/spoken word album with music from the show and Ron Pearlman reading love poetry in the Vincent voice.
Yeah. You read that right, ladies. In the VINCENT voice.
It was this album that introduced me to that particular poem above. I had already read Cummings, but this album was my introduction to Rilke. (Oh, Rilke, darling!)
I no longer possess the ability to listen to albums in my home. I'm not even sure where all of my LPs are, currently. I loved that album fiercely, though. It was called "Beauty and the Beast: Of Love and Hope".
**EDIT**
Oh, wow! It's on Itunes! Something to go on the list of things to acquire once I have cash flow.