Somewhere I have never travelled, gladly beyond

There is this poem that I first heard in a song. It was spoken so beautifully by this masculine voice that ever since the first time I heard it, I loved that piece of poetry. I was still twelve years old then but already a hopeless romantic. The words were so captivating, but I never knew what it’s title was nor who the author is. Four years later in college, during one of my classes, I encountered the author E. E. Cummings. We were made to read his work entitled “pity this busy monster, manunkind”. His style was different and when I saw his other works, I recognized a familiar line. I felt like I found something very special.

ee cummings (as he wants his name written) is one notable poet with such a style you can’t say classic. Here’s the poem in how it is actually written. It is such a beauty!

Somewhere I have never
travelled, gladly beyond

somewhere I have never travelled, gladly beyond
any experience, your eyes have their silence:
in your most frail gestures are things which enclose me,
or which I cannot touch because they are too near

your slightest look easily will unclose me
though I have closed myself as fingers,
you open always petal by petal myself as Spring opens
(touching skillfully, mysteriously) her first rose

or if your wish be to close me, I and
my life will shut very beautifully, suddenly,
as when the heart of this flower imagines
the snow carefully everywhere descending;

nothing which we are to perceive in this world equals
the power of your intense fragility: whose texture
compels me with the color of its countries,
rendering death and forever with each breathing

(I do not know what it is about you that closes
and opens; only something in me understands
the voice of your eyes is deeper than all roses)
nobody, not even the rain, has such small hands

In case you are wondering what the song was, it’s called “The First Time I Loved Forever”. Now let me suggest for you to play this song and read the poem again 🙂

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