e e cummings, Two Love Poems

e e cummings, Two Love Poems

“in spite of everything”

in spite of everything
which breathes and moves,since Doom
(with white longest hands
neatening each crease)
will smooth entirely our minds

– before leaving my room
i turn,and(stooping
through the morning)kiss
this pillow,dear
where our heads lived and were.

“since feeling is first”

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 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 each other:then
laugh,leaning back in my arms
for life’s not a paragraph

And death i think is no parenthesis

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