“If you like my poems
let them walk in the evening a little behind you
then people will say
“Along this road i saw a princess pass on her way to meet her lover
(it was toward nightfall)
with tall and ignorant servants.”
E. E. Cummings
I LOVE E E CUMMINGS. Truly. Genius.
Also, I love the thought of having tall and ignorant servants! How totally winsome!!
Sometimes, being independent and all-that-jazz is tiring, and I’d love to just turn to my left and have a minion go running. I wouldn’t give them awful tasks, but just fun things, like making me cups of tea in splendid cup and saucer sets, or scouting potential boyfriends through glittery pink binoculars from a cafe on a beach.
However, then you break it down a little:
Essentially, tall servants would be handy. They could spot things over everyone else’s heads in a crowd. And if they lost me, they’d easily find me again. Although having said that, if I was a princess, I’d be wearing a tiara, and you’d hardly *lose* me…
But maybe ignorant servants NOT SO MUCH. I’m not sure how helpful that would be for me. It seems totally oxymoronish(it’s a word, go with it). I’d rather ignorant be replaced with attentive, and intuitive, and resplendently(surely that’s a word?) handsome even(small yay.
So yes, I’m interviewing for tall and **ignorant servants this week….
Coz that’s how I roll.
**attentive, intuitive, resplendently handsome