[love is more thicker than forget]
by:  e.e. cummings

love is more thicker than forget
more thinner than recall
more seldom than a wave is wet
more frequent than to fail

it is most mad and moonly
and less it shall unbe
than all the sea which only
is deeper than the sea

love is less always than to win
less never than alive
less bigger than the least begin
less littler than forgive

it is most sane and sunly
and more it cannot die
than all the sky which only
is higher than the sky



If You Forget Me
by: Pablo Neruda (translated from Spanish)

I want you to know
one thing. 

You know how this is: 
if I look
at the crystal moon, at the red branch
of the slow autumn at my window, 
if I touch
near the fire
the impalpable ash
or the wrinkled body of the log, 
everything carries me to you, 
as if everything that exists, 
aromas, light, metals, 
were little boats
that sail
toward those isles of yours that wait for me. 

Well, now, 
if little by little you stop loving me
I shall stop loving you little by little. 

If suddenly
you forget me
do not look for me, 
for I shall already have forgotten you. 

If you think it long and mad, 

the wind of banners
that passes through my life, 
and you decide
to leave me at the shore
of the heart where I have roots, 
remember
that on that day, 
at that hour, 
I shall lift my arms
and my roots will set off
to seek another land. 

But
if each day, 
each hour, 
you feel that you are destined for me
with implacable sweetness, 
if each day a flower
climbs up to your lips to seek me, 
ah my love, ah my own, 
in me all that fire is repeated, 
in me nothing is extinguished or forgotten, 
my love feeds on your love, beloved, 
and as long as you live it will be in your arms
without leaving mine.


Firework
by: Bonnie Pipkin

We lit the wick
Watched it spin and spark and shoot
Skyward
Star bound
A tail of white and yellow and red
In the wake
A trail of wishes we watched
Holding our hearts in our chests
Holding our feet on the earth
Breathing and wishing
Wishing and breathing
And when it turned the corner downward
We watched a small flame fall
Wondering
How long it could stay lit
Without our breath
And where it would
Land.