my two favorite poems

“ i carry your heart with me. (i carry it in my heart.) i am never without it. (anywhere i go you go, my dear; & 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.) & it’s you are whatever a moon has always meant & whatever a sun will always sing is you. here is the deepest secret nobody knows. (here is the root of the root & the bud of the bud & the sky of the sky of a tree called life; which grows higher than the soul can hope or mind can hide.) & this is the wonder that’s keeping the stars apart. i carry your heart. (i carry it in my heart)." E.E. Cummings, I Carry Your Heart



Stop all the clocks, cut off the telephone,
Prevent the dog from barking with a juicy bone,
Silence the pianos and with muffled drum
Bring out the coffin, let the mourners come.

Let aeroplanes circle moaning overhead
Scribbling on the sky the message He Is Dead,
Put crepe bows round the white necks of the public doves,
Let the traffic policemen wear black cotton gloves.

He was my North, my South, my East and West,
My working week and my Sunday rest,
My noon, my midnight, my talk, my song;
I thought that love would last for ever: I was wrong.

The stars are not wanted now: put out every one;
Pack up the moon and dismantle the sun;
Pour away the ocean and sweep up the wood.
For nothing now can ever come to any good.

W. H. Auden