I carry your heart -- Valentine's Day s coming, after all

[i carry your heart with me(i carry it in]

By e.e.  Cummings

i carry your heart with me(i carry it in

my heart)i am never without it(anywhere

i go you go,my dear;and 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)

and it’s you are whatever a moon has always meant

and whatever a sun will always sing is you

here is the deepest secret nobody knows

(here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud

and the sky of the sky of a tree called life;which grows

higher than soul can hope or mind can hide)

and this is the wonder that's keeping the stars apart

i carry your heart(i carry it in my heart)

“[i carry your heart with me(i carry it in]” Copyright 1952, © 1980, 1991 by the Trustees for the E. E. Cummings Trust, from Complete Poems: 1904-1962 by E. E. Cummings, edited by George J. Firmage.

Source: Poetry (June 1952).

Personal note:  e.e. cummings was very particular that his name be spelling with no capital letters. I am surprised his literary trust capitalizes the E's. The small e's mattered a lot to him, and also to me as a young teen. I don't think I would have fallen in love with e.e. cummings' work, which I did around age 15, if not for the small e's.

I have written about him recently. My mother mocked me for loving his work. She said it was gimmicky and not real poetry. At first, I was ashamed for loving bad poetry but I could not stay away from it. Still, I saved up and bought his complete works, which I lost along the way but have recently repurchased used at Berkeley's great used book store, Moe's.