who pays any attention to the syntax of things will never wholly kiss you; wholly to be a fool while Spring is in the world my blood approves, and kisses are a better fate than wisdom lady i swear by all flowers. Don’t cry —the best gesture of my brain is less than your eyelids’ flutter which says we are for each other: then laugh, leaning back in my arms for life’s not a paragraph And death i think is no parenthesis -- ee cummings Top Image: untitled still life, Clara Peeters, 17th century Photo: Us at the Eastern Promenade, Portland, Maine, taken by Amy Parker