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He writes with such a wonderful style. the essence of love was worded beautifyllu and the effect trully touches the readers heart.

this is my favorite poem. it strikes a chord with experiences i've had in my life.

first of all, i've got to say that the phrase, "only something in me understands / the voice of your eyes is deeper than all roses," is the closest linguistic approximation to love i think i have ever read.

the one thing that used to puzzle me about this poem when i first started reading it was the discussion of "the intense fragility" of the beloved, presumed to be a woman. i really liked the poem, but i could not accept such an apparently sexist concept embedded in the poem. does the speaker assume all women to be fragile? and why would he love someone whom he thinks is so lacking in strength? after pondering these questions for a while, and analysing the poem, this is the answer i came up with:

the fragility he is speaking of isn't a lack of strength (physical, mental, emotional) in his beloved. instead, his comment about her fragility is an appreciation of the complexity of her being, which he explores when he interacts with and loves her. her being is fragile because, as he loves her and interacts with her on different levels (physical, mental, emotional, spiritual), any action on his part, even as small as a flutter of an eyelid, produces an effect on her. this makes her fragile. since he loves her as she is, he considers any change he brings about in her to be breaking her in a metaphorical sense.

with this translation in mind, the rest of the discussion of fragility in the poem makes sense. fragility can be "powerful," an otherwise seeming paradox, because her fragility has such a powerful affect on his emotions and spirit. it is "intense" because it involves highly charged emotions. it has many colorful countries because her being is infinitely complex and contains countless regions which the speaker wishes to explore in loving her. and it renders "death and forever with each breathing" because, as i've explained above, the smalles action on the speaker's part, in this case breathing, alters his beloved, which in a sense causes the death of who she was at the moment before his breathing, and this whole concept of fragility theoretically allows for eternal love, since there will always be new regions, and a new person, to love.

to sum up: for ever action, there is an equal and opposite reaction.

What I love most about the poem is the power attached to his love for his beloved. He uses such powerful words in this poem, but at the same time he expresses his love in so gentle a way that it is absolutely beautiful. It seems a contradiction using powerful words in a gentle way, but the effect is magnificent.

"nobody, not even the rain, has such small hands" - I believe he is referring to 'small hands' as the common metaphor of not being able to do much. In this sense, he may be talking about himself in that he is helpless under the power of the intense fragile love and connection to his lover in this poem. 'Not even the rain', possibly referring to how rain is infinitely both powerful and delicate, and how it conjures emotions from deep within a person.

I first noticed this poem in a Woody Allen movie (Anna and her sisters), and I immediately went to the library to get an EE Cummings antology. (Remember those were pre-internet days, at least for me...).

Thiis poem combines beutiful images ("the voice of your eyes is deeper than all roses") with skilfull use of the language (you open always petal by petal myself as Spring opens...).

As you can see the rose is a let motif in this lovely poem. In a word, a master piece.

It is my belief that the poem was written to a baby, not to an adult.

It makes much more sense to me that way.

I needed this beautiful poem in a hurry, late at night, when there were no other reasources available and I never thought I could access what I needed and download it so quickly and easily.

Even though English is not my native tongue, I recognize the linguistical grandeur in lines like "i do not know what it is about you that closes and opens; only something in me understands the voice of your eyes is deeper than all roses".

By the way I've been deeply in love, and when reading these verses and thinking about my girl I can identify fully with the author's feelings.

(This may sound cheesy, but it's true :)

No.
The most profound line in this poem is clearly:
Whose texture/ compels me with the color of its countries/ rendering death and forever in each breathing.

Death and forever... it's exactly the feeling you get, like a sudden plunge/soaring in your heart, with the deepest of loves... aching and yet so full of hope and wonder.

Death and forever.