Sunday, October 25, 2009

may my mind stroll about hungry

remember that time i lived in north hollywood and there was an amazing used bookstore up the block in the noho arts district called Iliad that looked like this

and one afternoon i found this

and then tonight i read this

and was unable to ever stop loving the things estlin cummings said?

may my heart always be open to little
birds who are the secrets of living
whatever they sing is better than to know
and if men should not hear them men are old

may my mind stroll about hungry
and fearless and thirsty and supple
and even if it's sunday may i be wrong
for whenever men are right they are not young

and may myself do nothing usefully
and love yourself so more than truly
there's never been quite such a fool who could fail
pulling all the sky over him with one smile

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