e. e. cummings, wherelings, whenlings
wherelings whenlings
(daughters of ifbut offspring of hopefear
sons of unless and children of almost)
never shall guess the dimension of
him whose
each
foot likes the
here of this earth
whose both
eyes
love
this now of the sky
(source: Emma Jocelyn)
it is a poem about all that life has to offer and not to limit youself because of others or even your own feelings and concerns (Experto Credo)
because he knew about forever and sunsmell (my little spacebook)
O! Voi unde şi când,
(fiice ale lui dacă şi vlăstare ale fricii de a spera,
Fii ai lui numai dacă şi copii ai lui aproape)
niciodată nu veți ghici măsura
aceluia, al cărui
picior iubeşte
acest loc al pământului,
ai cărui
ochi
iubesc
acest moment al cerului.
(e. e. Cummings)
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