Tuesday's Poem: "i thank you God for most this amazing" by e.e. cummings

i thank you God for most this amazing
day: for the leaping greenly spirits of trees
and a blue true dream of sky ;and for everything
which is natural which is infinite which is yes

(i who have died am alive again today,
and this is the sun's birthday ;this is the birth
day of life and of love and wings: and of the gay
great happening illimitably earth)

how should tasting touching hearing seeing
breathing any- lifted from the no
of all nothing- human merely being
doubt unimaginable You?

(now the ears of my ears awake and
now the eyes of my eyes are opened)

- e.e. cummings

This past weekend was one of those gorgeous Southern California winter weekends that makes me glad to live here. It was a beautiful 70 degrees, bright and sunny clear skies. Harriet and I took a couple of walks in our neighborhood. One of the houses has a lovely pink camellia tree. When the blooms are done, they fall and pile up around the base of the tree. The way they pile up reminds me of tossed pom-poms from a group of cheerleaders. Do you know what I'm talking about? How at the transition point of like a half-time show cheer when they toss their pom-poms on the ground to move into a pyramid or other acrobatic stunt. For some reason, I have always love the haphazard way the fluffy poms scatter. At this house, someone had carefully arranged the fallen pink blooms on the grass into the shape of a large heart. Like a valentine for the sky.

(above photo credit: my husband took this picture this past May, in the gardens at Versailles.)