Part Two: I Will Wade Out

July 25, 2011 by 



i will wade out
                        till my thighs are steeped in burning flowers
I will take the sun in my mouth
and leap into the ripe air
                                       Alive
                                                 with closed eyes
to dash against darkness
                                       in the sleeping curves of my body
Shall enter fingers of smooth mastery
with chasteness of sea-girls
                                            Will i complete the mystery
                                            of my flesh
I will rise
               After a thousand years
lipping
flowers
             And set my teeth in the silver of the moon





[ee cummings]
Filed Under: arooooooooo, idaho, redfish lake, summer

Comments

  1. Lynsey Phelps - VerreEncore says
    July 25, 2011 at 6:19 pm

    simply beautiful.
    always.

    this experience looks so uninterrupted 🙂

    i thought it fun to see your rock collection…
    my husband chuckled the other day as i stooped over the earth combing it for little bits of quartz and mica (i feel validated now)

    we're keeping my "collections" in the mason jars from our recent wedding.

    looks like you're having a lovely summertime!
    enjoy xx

  2. she says
    July 25, 2011 at 7:07 pm

    one of his best. and one of bjork's best. 2 of the most amazing artistic strange souls, united in a moment of perfection. anyway, i digress. these images are beautiful. and so are you. loves.

  3. TesoriTrovati says
    July 25, 2011 at 7:41 pm

    Thank you. For the inspiring pictures and the inspiring words. e e cummings is my favorite poet.

    Enjoy the day!
    Erin

  4. mme. bookling says
    July 25, 2011 at 8:18 pm

    i will wade out with you.
    forever.

  5. pencilfox says
    July 25, 2011 at 9:52 pm

    you had me at "e e cummings"….
    and the images before the poem:
    enormously beautiful.

    i love you.

  6. Snailentina says
    July 26, 2011 at 3:07 am

    A couple of weeks ago I went on a grocery store walk with the hubster and ran into a little front yard sale. Nothing jumped out except two poetry books, one by Yeats and one by e.e. for which paid 1 dollar each. "What a steal?" I thought.

    The two books have been keeping me amazing company lately and you just reminded me again that I really felt like a thief for just paying a dollar. The beauty in that writing is infinite, there is no price for that, there's no price for truth.

  7. Snailentina says
    July 26, 2011 at 3:52 am

    haha pow! you inspired me plume. xx thank you 😉

  8. The Noisy Plume says
    July 26, 2011 at 3:55 am

    Lyns: It was. Uninterrupted. Even when distractions were at hand…
    xx

    She: Love having you here today, dear one. And you know I totally agree with your comment about the 2.

    Tesori: Hey! You're welcome!

    Mme: I'm going to hold you to that.

    Fox: I enormously love you back. HEAR THAT? I SAID LOVE. And I meant it.

    Snail: You ARE a thief!!! 🙂

  9. The Noisy Plume says
    July 26, 2011 at 3:55 am

    Snail: POW POW POW. My pleasure. xx

  10. Kathleen says
    July 26, 2011 at 3:29 pm

    beautiful all around!

  11. The Noisy Plume says
    July 26, 2011 at 4:02 pm

    Hey! Thanks lady!

  12. Dennice {Fringe} says
    July 26, 2011 at 5:14 pm

    There's nothing like the mountains and lakes. I have to go to them at least once a year. It's essential for my soul and well being.

    These photos are like little poems. Speaking of poems, ee cummings is one of my favorite poets.

    As always, you look beautiful, dear heart.

    xo

    P.S. I bet that water was icy cold 🙂

  13. henzy says
    July 26, 2011 at 7:58 pm

    gorgeous.. it looks like a perfect getaway..

  14. lynsey says
    July 27, 2011 at 1:56 pm

    Beautiful. Every thing. Thank you x