Poem that makes me think – Somewhere I have never travelled, gladly beyond – E E Cummings


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 touch 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 skilfully,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

Somewhere I have never travelled

You probably know Ron Perlman for Sons Of Anarchy, or one of what seems to be about a thousand other incredible performances on TV and in film. But when I hear this poem, all I can picture him as is Vincent from the Beauty & and Beast series of the 80s. If you’ve never heard him read it, listen here, and here‘s the song associated with the segment in the show that the poem is from. Excuse me whilst I go and sob to myself in the corner for one of my earliest ships…


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