‘maggie and milly and molly and may’ ee cummings

maggie and milly and molly and may

went down to the beach (to play one day)

 

and maggie discovered a shell that sang

so sweetly she couldn’t remember her troubles, and

 

milly befriended a stranded star

whose rays five languid fingers were;

 

and molly was chased by a horrible thing

which raced sideways while blowing bubbles: and

 

may came home with a smooth round stone

as small as a world and as large as alone

 

For whatever we lose (like a you or a me)

it’s always ourselves we find in the sea’

 

ee cummings

 

Palace Gate Counselling Service, Exeter

Counselling Exeter since 1994

 

Advertisements
This entry was posted in creativity, e.e. cummings, gratitude, growing up, identity, internal locus of evaluation, loss, natural world, organismic experiencing and tagged , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , . Bookmark the permalink.

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s