open your heart

Esa Riippa

open your heart:

i'll give you a treasure

of tiniest world

a piece of forever with

summitless younger than

angels are mountains

rivery forests

towerful towns(queen

poet king float

sprout heroes of moonstar

flutter to and

swim blossoms of person)through

musical shadows while hunted

by daemons

seethe luminous

leopards(on wingfeet of thingfear)

come ships go

snowily sailing

perfect silence.

Absolute ocean

e.e. cummings

It's hard to say anything after that. Cummings is such a genius of expansion. This poem encompasses – well, the world – and forever. All the biggest things. And the way he goes so big and wild in such a small number of words it's the perfect reflection of what he intends to say – everything can be within a tiny thing. There are largenesses within infinitesimals. We have such heights to go to! We have such superlatives to experience. If, and this is the beautiful kicker, if we can open our hearts. Open our hearts -!?? What? How? Oh he does that – he did it in "Little Birds" too – do this with your heart, do that. Not easy, E.E.



Well, if you're going to offer the biggest things, it seems only right that you ask for the hardest things.But my goodness, that “Absolute ocean”, that's superb.