This is one of the best poems i have had the fortune to have read while i was in school..n it grew on n still remains a fvrt ...This is a poem where there is a lot of metaphors and allegories being used all the way in the poem and we get a hint that this “somewhere” he “has never traveled” is not an actual place but more of a state of being..It’s just so intense and romantic – makes you fall in love...I find it to be the perfect poem about the insanity, beauty, and confusion of first love....For me, it is a love poem to first love itself, not to a specific individual.
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somewhere I have never traveled, 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 easily will unclose me
though I have closed myself as fingers,
you open always petal by petal myself as Spring opens
(touching skillfully, 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
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