(my tears are full of eyes)….Because
only the truest things
are true because they can’t be true
I listened to a recording of e.e. cummings in the darkroom tonight. I just had to share these lines from that melancholy, so lovely. e.e. cummings’ work is a wonderful mix of power and delicacy. I love how he can speak to such profound crisis, and yet maintain an incredible sensitivity, balanced by wit and lightness. I hope some of these characteristics find their way into my creative work.