all their minds eat up with sin.
Today I went shopping (again), and I have my site all set up, which is nice, and my renegotiated and significantly more freeing contract with Delight goes into effect on Thursday. I'm proud of myself for managing it without a lawyer. And tomorrow, I am going out. Things are relatively settled, so that's reassuring; what isn't perfect can be remedied later on, I'm sure, and generally speaking things are good.
So! Because I was thinking of it the other day, poetry.
First Feeling
- e. e. cummings
since feeling is first
who pays any attention
to the syntax of things
will never wholly kiss you;
wholly to be a fool
while Spring is in the world
my blood approves,
and kisses are a far better fate
than wisdom
lady i swear by all flowers. Don't cry
--the best gesture of my brain is less than
your eyelids' flutter which says
we are for eachother: then
laugh, leaning back in my arms
for life's not a paragraph
And death i think is no parenthesis