because i love you)last night by E. E. Cummings

because i love you)last night




clothed in sealace

appeared to me

your mind drifting

with chuckling rubbish

of pearl weed coral and stones;



lifted,and(before my

eyes sinking)inward,fled;softly

your face smile breasts gargled

by death:drowned only



again carefully through deepness to rise

these your wrists

thighs feet hands



poising

to again utterly disappear;

rushing gently swiftly creeping

through my dreams last

night,all of your

body with its spirit floated

(clothed only in



the tide's acute weaving murmur

*I like this poem because of its sexy language, and Cummings' playfulness with the form and parenthesis.
Orry

As kingfishers catch fire, dragonflies draw flame

As kingfishers catch fire, dragonflies draw flame;
As tumbled over rim and roundy wells
Stones ring; like each tucked string tells, each hung bell's
Bow swung finds tongue to fling out broad its name;
Each mortal thing does one thing and the same:
Deals out that being indoors each one dwells;
Selves- goes itself; myself it speaks and spells,
Crying What I do is me: for that I came.
I say more: the just man justices;
Keeps gráce: thát keeps all his goings graces;
Acts in God's eye what in God's eye he is--
Chríst. For Christ plays in ten thousand places,
Lovely in limbs, and lovely in eyes not his
To the Father through the features of men's faces.