Oh, What a Night

[llednyl]

I'm going to be mysterious and say that the only good thing to come of last night is that when I got home I couldn't sleep for more than a few hours, so this morning I watched the sunrise alone, the calls of mourning doves in the distance

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ee cummings

[mrbaggins1]

What a lovely way for me to start an early fall Sunday morning in Jozi - I dated a woman once that was "as mad as birds" and so beautiful it made my heart ache. During one of our disagreements she all of a sudden recited the following to me:

i often have the feeling
that when tidying up the flat
you are not thinking
of shoes, newspapers
and trivia like that
but of a skullwhite building
where all the inmates
talk poetry to scrambled eggs
and whistle at operatingtable legs
a home for Incurable Romantics
a place to end my days
you will surely have me committed
i must rise and end my ways

It as piece from "Summer with Monika" by Roger McGough

Thanks for sharing the cummings poem