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E. E. Cummings

the sky a silver dissonance by the correct fingers of April resolved              into a clutter of trite jewels — E. E. Cummings, from “Impressions: the sky a sliver,” Tulips and Chimneys. (Liveright; 2nd Revised ed. Edition, August 17, 1996)  Originally published 1923.

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E. E. Cummings

I will take the sun in my mouth and leap into the ripe air                                        Alive                                                  with closed eyes to dash against darkness — E. E. Cummings, from “i will wade out,” 100 Selected Poems. . (Grove Press January 10, 1994) Originally published 1954.

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E. E. Cummings

what if a dawn of a doom of a dream bites this universe in two, peels forever out of his grave and sprinkles nowhere with me and you?     — E. E. Cummings, from “what if a much of a which of a wind,” E. E. Cummings: The Complete Poems (Liveright, 1994)

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E. E. Cummings

little tree little silent Christmas tree you are so little you are more like a flower who found you in the green forest and were you very sorry to come away? see          i will comfort you because you smell so sweetly i will kiss your cool bark and hug you safe and tight just as… Continue reading E. E. Cummings

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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… Continue reading E. E. Cummings

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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, “if you like my poems let them,” Etcetera: The… Continue reading E. E. Cummings

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