The first poem someone ever gave me was “somewhere i have never travelled, gladly beyond” by E. E. Cummings. When I say “gave” I mean that the boy I was dating at the time copied it out for me, and put it in a card. I found this almost unbearably romantic; I fell in love with the poem. (I was already in love with the boy.)
Love, poetry, and other clichés.
Love, poetry, and other clichés.
Love, poetry, and other clichés.
The first poem someone ever gave me was “somewhere i have never travelled, gladly beyond” by E. E. Cummings. When I say “gave” I mean that the boy I was dating at the time copied it out for me, and put it in a card. I found this almost unbearably romantic; I fell in love with the poem. (I was already in love with the boy.)