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Sanaa here (aka adashofsunny)

Today, we are running LIVE for the first one hour of the bar i.e. from 3PM to 4PM EST. If you wish to join in to read out your poem, just link up, and you will be called upon to do so in respective order. Here is the link below:

https://meet.google.com/zrt-krns-szf

In case the session lasts longer than one hour then kindly rejoin using the following link:

Second link: (from 4PM to 4:30PM EST)

https://meet.google.com/rry-ewqs-dun

We are using Google Meet, which means that you should be able to click on the link and run it in the browser, but if that doesn’t work then please download the app and run it on your Smartphone or Tablet.

I recommend that you use a headset for the best experience, and please mute your microphone when you are not talking.

I have always been fond of February and remember reading poetry by E.E Cummings when I was younger.  Did you know, he was ranked among the best love poets of his time and was in the habit of associating love as a subject, with the landscape, with the seasons, with the time of day and with death.  

[ I carry your heart with me ( I carry it in) ]

i carry your heart with me(i carry it in
my heart)i am never without it(anywhere
i go you go,my dear;and whatever is done
by only me is your doing,my darling)
                                                  i fear

no fate(for you are my fate,my sweet)i want
no world(for beautiful you are my world,my true)
and it’s you are whatever a moon has always meant
and whatever a sun will always sing is you

here is the deepest secret nobody knows
(here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud
and the sky of the sky of a tree called life;which grows
higher than soul can hope or mind can hide)
and this is the wonder that’s keeping the stars apart

i carry your heart(i carry it in my heart)

 

 

Amazing, isn’t he? Do let me know what your reading preferences are during the month of February in the comment section below. For now, let us link up one poem.

I look forward to welcoming you on Google Meet.