E E Cummings

[Twister_Ken]

Maggie and Millie and Molly and May
went down to the beach (to play one day)

and Maggie discovered a shell that sang
so sweetly she couldn't remember her troubles

and Millie befriended a stranded star
who's rays five languid fingers were;

and Molly was chased by a horrible thing
which raced sideways while blowing bubbles:

and May came home with a smooth round stone
as small as a world and as large as alone.

For whatever we lose (like a you or a me)
it's always ourselves we find in the sea.

 

[Lakesailor]

One of his more innocent pomes (sic)

 

[sarabande]

Too much punctuation and too many Capital letters to be vintage cummings.

 

[Kilter]

It is cummings but the original isn't capitalised

 

[Lakesailor]

Don't you find it annoying when poets can't even be arsed to follow the quite clearly defined rules of grammar?
I won't read anymore poems by sloppy poets who haven't the decency to uphold the etiquette of modern society.

....and what's all this about poems that don't rhyme?

Harumph!

 

[Kilter]

Is this one more to your taste? /forums/images/graemlins/smirk.gif

between the breasts
of bestial
Marj lie large
men who praise

Marj's cleancornered strokable
body these men's
fingers toss trunks
shuffle sacks spin kegs they

curl
loving
around
beers

the world has
these men's hands but their
bodies big and boozing
belong to

Marj
the greenslim purse of whose
face opens
on a fatgold

grin
hooray
hoorah for the large
men who lie

between the breasts
of bestial Marj
for the strong men
who

sleep between the legs of Lil

 

[bobfrost]

Cummings not cummings I think:-

'Edward Estlin Cummings (October 14, 1894 – September 3, 1962), abbreviated E. E. Cummings, was an American poet, painter, essayist, and playwright. His publishers and others have sometimes echoed the unconventional capitalization in his poetry by writing his name in lower case, as e. e. cummings; Cummings himself did not approve of this rendering. [1]'

 

[suse]

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Is this one more to your taste? /forums/images/graemlins/smirk.gif

between the breasts
of bestial
Marj lie large
men who praise

Marj's cleancornered strokable
body these men's
fingers toss trunks
shuffle sacks spin kegs they

curl
loving
around
beers

the world has
these men's hands but their
bodies big and boozing
belong to

Marj
the greenslim purse of whose
face opens
on a fatgold

grin
hooray
hoorah for the large
men who lie

between the breasts
of bestial Marj
for the strong men
who

sleep between the legs of Lil

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dunno whether I'm supposed to say this, but I like this pome - who's it by?

S x

 

[Skyva_2]

He really can be rather good. Lots more here:

http://www.geocities.com/SoHo/8454/eec.htm

 

[celandine]

I once read his account of being interned by the French during the First World War - "The Enormous Room" - A thundering good read as I recall and one that deserves to be more widely known; must read it again sometime.


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[bobfrost]

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I once read his account of being interned by the French during the First World War - "The Enormous Room" - A thundering good read as I recall and one that deserves to be more widely known; must read it again sometime.


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