Sunday, June 24, 2007

in a time of daffodils

I realize this evening how vital my readers here are during this particular moment in my life. I've never actually met any of you, but you have all been exactly what I've needed to get me through the daily doings during this moment of change.
Most of you probably don't know that the aloof, eternal loner Jennifer also has a very mushy side (ok... I admit that my hormones are raging).

Thanks to every single person who has read this blog of late, whether daily or haphazardly, and I know I can't thank you all by one by one, though I'm sure over time I will.

A special thanks to Jenn, who has been able to virtually keep my head on straight.
And to anno, who makes me think just enough.

This one's for you

in time of daffodils(who know
the goal of living is to grow)
forgetting why, remember how

in time of lilacs who proclaim
the aim of waking is to dream,
remember so(forgetting seem)

in time of roses(who amaze
our now and here with paradise)
forgetting if,remember yes

in time of all sweet things beyond
whatever mind may comprehend
remember seek(forgetting find)

and in a mystery to be
(when time from time shall set us free)
forgetting me, remember me

e.e. cummings


Jennifer said...

Thank you for sharing yourself with us! Your blog is wonderful, and I love e.e. cummings too.

cathouse teri said...

That was so beautiful. And the strangest thing is that, when I was watching "In Her Shoes" yesterday, I was reminded of the ee cummings poem recited by Cameron to her sister and had decided (before I read yours) that I was going to throw that poem in here as a comment!

WEIRD! Here 'tis!

i carry your heart with me(i carry it in
my heart)i am never without it(anywhere
i go you go,my dear;and whatever is done
by only me is your doing,my darling)
i fear
no fate(for you are my fate,my sweet)i want
no world(for beautiful you are my world,my true)
and it's you are whatever a moon has always meant
and whatever a sun will always sing is you

here is the deepest secret nobody knows
(here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud
and the sky of the sky of a tree called life;which grows
higher than soul can hope or mind can hide)
and this is the wonder that's keeping the stars apart

i carry your heart(i carry it in my heart)

anno said...

Finding your blog has been like catching the scent of lilacs in the late spring--both unsteadying and re-orienting... at the same time.

I know you're going away, but we're all hoping you'll still show up here. Good luck on all your new adventures.

P.S. You inspired me to post a picture today!

Brillig said...

Awww, look at you getting all mushy on us! ;-) Well, I love your blog. I simply adore it. I love the way Anno described it above. My thoughts are with you as you make this grand transatlantic trek.

sognatrice said...

I feel lucky to have found your blog--only sorry I didn't get here sooner. e.e. fan here as well :)

Jenn in Holland said...

I have a real propensity for mushiness, and yours has just about done me under this morning.
I love this post. I love e.e. And most of all I love that I have found you. (I would simply declare my undying love FOR you directly, but that might just be a little over the top).
Thanks Jennifer--can't wait to get the next news.

jennifer said...

Jennifer- I'm genuinely sorry we weren't able to meet, but I hope we will in the future.
Teri, thanks for that. His poems say so much without saying too much.
Anno- Speechless I am. What a beautiful description. And I'm not going anywhere (at least not in the virtual sense).
Brillig- Mushy, sob, moody, crazy, nostalgic is me now. Thanks for reading. I'm flattered.
Sognatrice- I love reading your stuff. You remind me of all that is beautiful in Italy (uh-oh... I may cry again). I really look forward to following you through your experiences here.
Jenn- what can I say... everyone needs a meltdown every now and then!