This is one of EE Cummings best love poems. Cummings never
gave a title to his poems and so editors have named it by its first line. This
poem is about a man who describes how inferior he is to this woman, how he
makes her feel, and how in love he is with her. It appears everything the woman
does, woos him. It is a very intense and romantic poem. The tenderness and
intimacy of the poem is amazing. When you read the poem you can feel his emotions
through words. He uses analogies effectively in expressing his feelings for
her.
"you open always
petal by petal myself as Spring opens
(touching
skilfully, mysteriously) her first rose"
You don’t know really know for sure if it’s Cummings in the
poem. But you can tell it’s definitely from experience. It’s hard to describe
love like that without ever actually falling in love. I believe the place he
has never traveled to is his inner love for this woman. This is first time ever
going this deep into describing his love for her. The silence is in her eyes. I
think he wrote down on paper what he felt when he looked into his lovers eyes.
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