My mother will be in a "cave" today, in surgery.
When she comes out, she will see my bird which I send as a message of love.
Truth and metaphor, for Sally.
This stanza is from 94, a poem by E.E. Cummings. The poem appears in a book entitled 95 Poems, first published in 1950. The book is dedicated to marion, his wife. M found the poem for me: Sue and Fran gave us a call to let us know that they recited the stanza's words during their marriage vows. Let us all give the words an airing:
love is the voice under all silences, the hope which has no opposite in fear; the strength so strong mere force is feebleness: the truth more first than sun more last than star
My given name, Jane, combines with my other name, Ai-jen, to make Ai-Jane here for this blog. I am a painter living in the Midwest, more west than east, more north than south, and beautiful, and having, still, some wild places.