out of the boX...

Am tot spus de atata timp ca voi adauga un post despre E. E. Cummings. In liceu am citit "Cercul poetilor disparuti" care m-a facut curioasa... Stilul foarte modern este de fiecare data o incantare pentru mine atunci cand am din nou contact cu literatura sa.. 


Desi am spus initial ca voi aduce mai multi poeti americani in acelasi post, am schimbat linia. Unul singur este de ajuns. Talentul sau a reusit sa ma aduca de fiecare data in alt loc si sa imi puna un mic zambet pe fata. Nu vreau sa incarc cu bibliografia sa acest post. Doar atat: "Among the most innovative of twentieth-century poets,"  (Jenny Penberthy) 

It takes courage to grow up and become who you really are.

I imagine that yes is the only living thing.

Knowledge is a polite word for dead but not buried imagination.

Humanity I love you because when you're hard up you pawn your intelligence to buy a drink.

I'd rather learn from one bird how to sing than to teach ten thousand stars how not to dance.

dive for dreams
or a slogan may topple you
(trees are their roots
and wind is wind) 
trust your heart
if the seas catch fire
(and live by love
though the stars walk backward) 
honour the past
but welcome the future
(and dance your death
away at the wedding) 
never mind a world
with its villains or heroes
(for good likes girls
and tomorrow and the earth) 
in spite of everything
which breathes and moves, since Doom
(with white longest hands
neating 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. 



Pe fundal va propun o melodie de Ludovico Einaudi. .... 

P.S. Ghiciti cine e autorul picturii... va dau un indiciu. Numele apare in acest post :-)