Poetry for December 1st.

I heard this on Idaho Public Television the other night, at the end of Idaho Edens. It took my breath away. First, because I have loved e e cummings since high school. Second, because it fits so beautifully into my world view.

Love is a place

love is a place

& through this place of

love move

(with brightness of peace)

all places

yes is a world

& in this world of

yes live

(skilfully curled)

all worlds