e. e. cummings – somewhere i have never travelled,gladly beyond

somewhere i have never travelled,gladly beyond
any experience,your eyes have their silence:
in your most frail gesture are things which enclose me,
or which i cannot touch because they are too near

your slightest look easily will unclose me
though i have closed myself as fingers,
you open always petal by petal myself as Spring opens
(touching skilfully,mysteriously)her first rose

or if your wish be to close me, i and
my life will shut very beautifully ,suddenly,
as when the heart of this flower imagines
the snow carefully everywhere descending;

nothing which we are to perceive in this world equals
the power of your intense fragility:whose texture
compels me with the color of its countries,
rendering death and forever with each breathing

(i do not know what it is about you that closes
and opens;only something in me understands
the voice of your eyes is deeper than all roses)
nobody,not even the rain,has such small hands

From Complete Poems: 1904-1962 by E. E. Cummings, edited by George J. Firmage. Copyright © 1923, 1931, 1935, 1940, 1951, 1959, 1963, 1968, 1991 by the Trustees for the E. E. Cummings Trust. Copyright © 1976, 1978, 1979 by George James Firmage.

slowdive – just for a day (full album)

First released in 1991 on Creation Records, this album has been a fount I have returned to so many, many times since I bought it at about 14 from Jan Welter’s second hand cd stall at the flea market in Pietermaritzburg’s Alexandra Park. I picked it based only on the luminous cover photo of a girl, spinning… Well, that and the fact that I trusted Jan’s taste implicitly. Just for a Day is a cool, sweet glass of water to me on a stuffy, fevered day (like today); a comfy, old sweater to nestle in on a dark, sad day… the breeze blowing through my heart when it feels most empty. It lifts my spirits above suffering, always. Here it is in its entirety.