self-portrait

i carry your heart with me(i carry it in

my heart)i am never without it(anywhere

i go you go,my dear;and whatever is done

by only me is your doing,my darling)

                                                      i fear

no fate(for you are my fate,my sweet)i want

no world(for beautiful you are my world,my true)

and it’s you are whatever a moon has always meant

and whatever a sun will always sing is you

here is the deepest secret nobody knows

(here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud

and the sky of the sky of a tree called life;which grows

higher than soul can hope or mind can hide)

and this is the wonder that's keeping the stars apart

i carry your heart(i carry it in my heart)

e e cummings

absolutely

Since I am in one of my "Virginia Woolf" modes this week, I've been pondering her good friend, E. M. Forster, also a British writer, best known for his ironic and well-plotted novels examining class difference and hypocrisy in early 20th-century British society. This kooky photo of Forster, in official robes at Indian Court, is included in the collection of images in my current read, Virginia Woolf, by Ruth Webb. He must be embellished in his full "A Passage to India" outfit. He looks a bit like Groucho Marx in drag, don't you think?
Forster's enigmatic words, "At the side of the everlasting why, is a yes, and a yes, and a yes", from his novel, A Room With a View, have been rattling around in my head this week, as well. It is a curious statement, and I have been thinking about it's delicious implications, in a good-Karma-glass-half-full kind of way. I've decided to embrace, with abandon, a big, juicy, life-affirming YES. The kind of giddy yes that makes you happy to be alive and well on planet earth. And why not? A "yes" is there, waiting, just for the taking, ready to be relished.

I thank you God for this most amazing day,

for the leaping greenly spirits of trees,

and for the blue dream of sky

and for everything which is natural,

which is infinite, which is YES.

e. e. cummings

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