National Poetry Month

From looking at Emilia Smith's blog I've discovered that is National Poetry Month (I'm not sure if that should be in capitals, but it looks more official that way.) I've enjoyed reading the poems she has been posting on her blog everyday, and while I don't think I'll post one everyday, I thought it would be fun to post one or two throughout the month. I love poetry too, though I find I haven't been reading it much lately. This poem by ee cummings is one that my Mom would always quote when we went to the beach, and without fail I remember it everytime I'm by the seaside.

maggie and milly and molly and may
by E. E. Cummings

maggie and milly and molly and may
went down to the beach(to play one day)

and maggie discovered a shell that sang
so sweetly she couldn't remember her troubles,and

milly befriended a stranded star
whose rays five languid fingers were;

and molly was chased by a horrible thing
which raced sideways while blowing bubbles:and

may came home with a smooth round stone
as small as a world and as large as alone.

For whatever we lose(like a you or a me)
it's always ourselves we find in the sea