In Just, by E. E. Cummings

When I requested nominations for a poet that should have a holiday in their honor, a la Robert Burns, E.E. Cummings was suggested. Well, today’s the day.

Happy E.E. Cummings day!

Here’s my favorite of his poems.

[in Just-]

by E. E. Cummings

in Just-
spring          when the world is mud-
luscious the little
lame balloonman
whistles          far          and wee
and eddieandbill come
running from marbles and
piracies and it’s
spring
when the world is puddle-wonderful
the queer
old balloonman whistles
far          and             wee
and bettyandisbel come dancing
from hop-scotch and jump-rope and
it’s
spring
and
         the
                  goat-footed
balloonMan          whistles
far
and
wee
Read for Archive.org by Zacharia Wells

~ by lolarusa on October 14, 2012.

2 Responses to “In Just, by E. E. Cummings”

  1. e.e. cummings is my favorite poet. I keep a reminder in my calendar of his birthday. Here is one of his best:

    [somewhere i have never travelled]

    somewhere i have never travelled,gladly beyond
    any experience,your eyes have their silence:
    in your most frail gesture are things which enclose me,
    or which i cannot touch because they are too near

    your slightest look easily will unclose me
    though i have closed myself as fingers,
    you open always petal by petal myself as Spring opens
    (touching skilfully,mysteriously) her first rose

    or if your wish be to close me,i and
    my life will shut very beautifully, suddenly,
    as when the heart of this flower imagines
    the snow carefully everywhere descending;

    nothing which we are to perceive in this world equals
    the power of your intense fragility: whose texture
    compels me with the color of its countries,
    rendering death and forever with each breathing

    (i do not know what it is about you that closes
    and opens; only something in me understands
    the voice of your eyes is deeper than all roses)
    nobody,not even the rain, has such small hands

  2. Thanks. That’s a lovely poem. I posted this one for you.

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