You Are Tired (I Think)

Posted by Maverick ~ on January 3, 2016
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You Are Tired (I Think)
By E.E. Cummings

You are tired,
(I think)
Of the always puzzle of living and doing;
And so am I.

Come with me, then,
And we’ll leave it far and far away—
(Only you and I, understand!)

You have played,
(I think)
And broke the toys you were fondest of,
And are a little tired now;
Tired of things that break, and—
Just tired.
So am I.

But I come with a dream in my eyes tonight,
And knock with a rose at the hopeless gate of your heart—
Open to me!
For I will show you the places Nobody knows,
And, if you like,
The perfect places of Sleep.

Ah, come with me!
I’ll blow you that wonderful bubble, the moon,
That floats forever and a day;
I’ll sing you the jacinth song
Of the probable stars;
I will attempt the unstartled steppes of dream,
Until I find the Only Flower,
Which shall keep (I think) your little heart
While the moon comes out of the sea.

14 comments on “You Are Tired (I Think)”

  3. I had forgotten all about e.e. cummings which I find disturbing since he was my favorite poet when I was a senior in high school. I used to try to copy his style but not his style of capitalization, or lack of. This is a great poem. One of my favorites stated out something like “in just spring when all the world is mudluscious”. I think that ‘s close if not exact. Thanks for bringing back a good memory.

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  6. Wow this is honestly a beautiful post with a wonderful poem and picture! ❤ I feel like the poem is calling me out for a good sleep to feel everything that is being said the poem 😉 Good job my dear friend! 🙂

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