somewhere i have never travelled

“Mary Elizabeth est arrivée au lycée avec le livre d’un poète célèbre qui s’appelle e.e. cummings. Le pourquoi du livre, c’est qu’elle a vu un film qui parlait d’un poème où les mains d’une femme étaient comparées aux fleurs et à la pluie. Elle a trouvé ça tellement beau qu’elle est tout de suite allée acheter le livre. »
(Pas raccord, de Stephen Chbosky )

Ci-dessous, le poème en question.

somewhere i have never travelled, gladly beyond
any experience, your eyes have their silence:
in your most frail gesture are things which enclose me,
or which i cannot touch because they are too near

your slightest look will easily unclose me
though i have closed myself as fingers,
you open always petal by petal myself as Spring opens
(touching skilfully, mysteriously) her first rose
or if your wish be to close me, i and
my life will shut very beautifully, suddenly,
as when the heart of this flower imagines
the snow carefully everywhere descending ;

nothing which we are to perceive in this world equals
the power of your intense fragility: whose texture
compels me with the color of its countries,
rendering death and forever with each breathing

(i do not know what it is about you that closes
and opens ; only something in me understands
the voice of your eyes is deeper than all roses)
nobody, not even the rain, has such small hands
e.e. cummings  (1894-1962)

L’un de ses plus poèmes les plus connus est un texte qui…