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
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I like this poem because it’s light and playful, filled with the wonder of childhood, and about connecting with nature especially the sea shore. Having grown up on Cape Cod, I really connect with it.
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The poem is set to music in this collection by Natalie Merchant.
If you are interesting in checking out more of e. e. cummings poetry (not sure if it includes this poem)… This volume includes some of e. e. cumming’s drawings and paintings.