Writing a farewell but cannot
I have been foolish before
Like a man who wants to drink the whole ocean
By teaspoons, or a lonely mathematician solving the word
‘Forever’ with statistical discrepancy and a tape measure.
I am counting with cluttered pages the last time
You even said ‘how are you?’. That was too long ago (the last was on page 23,
I am now writing page 96), and that was not even personal.
You did not really want to ask that, you just lacked something to say.
Still, I find myself returning back on that page over again,
And the pages before that where I have written a novella for
Something
we have called
‘love’ back then. You would find
Chapters on every inch of your body, paragraphs spanning my
Desire. I devised metaphors synonymous to your name
And made words give birth to the flow of your breath, but
Will it matter? You would never read them anyway,
And I would never let you know that I loved you this much.
I still linger at the end of our story.
(trailing commas, and question marks behind, but never a period)
I thought I am on page 96 this time, but why do I find
The same metaphors I wrote for you on each page,
Now too weak and overused to hold new meaning.
Author notes
a sort of spur-of-the-moment poem.. i was suddenly inspired after reading e e cummings and thought, how nice it would be if i try to make my own free-verse ^__^ i hope you would like it!! ^__^ constructive comments are highly encouraged since this is my first draft.
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Comments
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Were he writing today with the current prevalence of inconsistent and non-standard orthography and punctuation, I am not sure anyone would even notice the uniqueness of Cummings’ stylings. However, his unusual syntax and round about way of making his point characteristic of his work are evoked very well in this homage to his genteel avant-gardism.
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A time to say goodbye ...
... when romantic love is involved ... is like one of those songs that never seems to end. It's just a timeless moment that lives forever in our heart and imagination. Bravo! Thanks for sharing.
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