miércoles, 25 de marzo de 2009


This is one of my favorites by E. E. Cummings. It has no title, and deals (beautifully, if I may add) about passionate love:

may i feel said he
(i'll squeal said she
just once said he)
it's fun said she

(may i touch said he
how much said she
a lot said he)
why not said she

(let's go said he
not too far said she
what's too far said he
where you are said she)

may i stay said he
(which way said she
like this said he
if you kiss said she

may i move said he
is it love said she)
if you're willing said he
(but you're killing said she

but it's life said he
but your wife said she
now said he)
ow said she)

(tiptop said he
don't stop said she
oh no said he)
go slow said she

(cccome?said he
ummm said she)
you're divine!said he
(you are Mine said she)


3 comentarios:

  1. It's very interesting to notice the intimate atmosphere created in this poem and all the implications between love, sex, and society!

  2. es demasiado real, se siente. me gusta mucho

  3. I just love it. I cant help reading it trice everytime I see it.