your homecoming will be my homecoming-
my selves go with you, only i remain;
a shadow phantom effigy or seeming
(an almost someone always who’s noone)
a noone who, until their and your returning,
spends the forever of his loneliness
dreaming their eyes have opened to your morning
feeling their stars have risen through your skies…
e.e.cummings (1894 – 1962)
Posted in: Illustration, Poetry
Rupert Street Digest 
Posted on July 20, 2011
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