by E. E. Cummings
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maggie and milly and molly and may
went down to the beach(to play one day)
and maggie discovered a shell that sang
so sweetly she couldn't remember her troubles,and
milly befriended a stranded star
whose rays five languid fingers were;
and molly was chased by a horrible thing
which raced sideways while blowing bubbles:and
may came home with a smooth round stone
as small as a world and as large as alone.
For whatever we lose(like a you or a me)
it's always ourselves we find in the sea
6 comments:
Oh! I just had to comment to tell you that I love that poem! It hurts, it's so beautiful.
Wow! The last few lines are so, so true! This poem leaves this landlocked gal longing for water!
Yowser! The power of revision!
I've always loved this one, Douglas - it should be on everyone's list of "Poems to Memorize." Thanks for providing the nudge to do so.
I always recall those those last lines every time I go to the beach - perfect here at the beginning of summer. Thanks!
Thanks for wrriting this
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