"may came home with a smooth round stone,
as small as a world and as large as alone"
-E. E Cummings
"To see a world in a grain of sand"
-William Blake
I finally understand what they mean. Had a little epiphany during Poetry and Song options today. And I do see how large a dimension music gives to a written piece. To hear "maggie, milly, molly and may" sung by Natalie Merchant was a totally different experience from reading it. It's her interpretation of the poem, and thus her performance, which was slightly haunting, but nevertheless, rather beautiful.
I miss doing lit, and doing Blake and Wordsworth. The former tops my chart of the best poets of all time. I remember doing London, and Tiger, and many others. My annotated poems are still in a dusty box under my bed. Perhaps I should read them again soon :)