Ken, that's too difficult to read, too aching, and so necessary.
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From: "Ken Wolman" <[log in to unmask]>
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Sent: Monday, August 01, 2005 9:31 AM
Subject: Re: Cummings
> Reminded of a cummings poem I've been unable to find. I read it in
> 1991, shortly before my mother died. It demolished me. It still does.
> Hardly a surprise.
>
> Ken
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> if there are any heavens my mother will(all by herself)have
> one. It will not be a pansy heaven nor
> a fragile heaven of lilies-of-the-valley but
> it will be a heaven of blackred roses
>
> my father will be(deep like a rose
> tall like a rose)
>
> standing near my
>
> (swaying over her
> silent)
> with eyes which are really petals and see
>
> nothing with the face of a poet really which
> is a flower and not a face with
> hands
> which whisper
> This is my beloved my
>
> (suddenly in sunlight
>
> he will bow,
>
> & the whole garden will bow)
>
> --
> Kenneth Wolman
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