Monday, September 3, 2012

A Bit of Poetry


damn everything but the circus!

damn everything
that is grim, dead, motionless,
unrisking
inward turning.
damn everything
that won’t get into the circle,
that won’t enjoy,
that won’t throw its heart
into the tension
surprise
fear
and delight of the circus,
the round world,
the full existence.

- e.e. cummings

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