This is from that movie-"In Her shoes"-Jennifer Weiner. I liked it. The book didnt talk about it. The poem was written by e.e.cummings. I loved it and especially the interpretation of it.
i carry your heart with me
by e. e. cummings
i carry your heart with me (i carry it in
my heart) i am never without it (anywhere
i go you go, my dear; and whatever is done
by only me is your doing, my darling)
i fear
no fate (for you are my fate, my sweet) i want
no world (for beautiful you are my world, my true)
and it's you are whatever a moon has always meant
and whatever a sun will always sing is you
here is the deepest secret nobody knows
(here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud
and the sky of the sky of a tree called life; which grows
higher than soul can hope or mind can hide)
and this is the wonder that's keeping the stars apart
i carry your heart (i carry it in my heart)
This one is also from the same book and movie. I liked it even more. Sometimes seems like the story of my life.
One Art
— Elizabeth Bishop
The art of losing isn't hard to master;
so many things seem filled with the intentto be lost
that their loss is no disaster.
Lose something every day.
Accept the flusterof lost door keys,
the hour badly spent.
The art of losing isn't hard to master.
Then practice losing farther, losing faster:
places, and names, and where it was you meant to travel.
None of these will bring disaster.
I lost my mother's watch.
And look! my last, ornext-to-last, of three loved houses went.
The art of losing isn't hard to master.
I lost two cities, lovely ones.
And, vaster,some realms I owned, two rivers, a continent.
I miss them, but it wasn't a disaster.
— Even losing you (the joking voice, a gestureI love)
I shan't have lied.
It's evidentthe art of losing's not too hard to master
though it may look like (Write it!) like disaster.
Wednesday, June 21, 2006
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