poetry fun

Despite my frustration with the ongoing trend of not capitalizing words that should be capitalized, I have to admit that there is a certain charm to shaking up the literary world with something new. So, today, continuing with National Poetry Month, I give you e. e. cummings. The poem below was the one that introduced me to e. e. cummings. Since high school, I have discovered that he was a much deeper writer than I ever imagined, and that his poetry can be found in the least expected places.

For example:

Jana and I once searched the world over to find the source of just a few lines of this poem, somewhere i have never travelled, gladly beyond. It was worth the search.

This poem, “i carry your heart with me”, you might recall from the “ER” episode with Abby and Luka’s wedding. It was recently shown again in flashbacks. Unfortunately, they have yet to give cummings the credit.

This poem is just fun to read. It has a rhythm that rolls off of the tongue, despite the random insertions.

anyone lived in a pretty how town

anyone lived in a pretty how town
(with up so floating many bells down)
spring summer autumn winter
he sang his didn’t he danced his did

Women and men (both little and small)
cared for anyone not at all
they sowed their isn’t they reaped their same
sun moon stars rain

children guessed (but only a few
and down they forgot as up they grew
autumn winter spring summer)
that noone loved him more by more

when by now and tree by leaf
she laughed his joy she cried his grief
bird by snow and stir by still
anyone’s any was all to her

someones married their everyones
laughed their cryings and did their dance
(sleep wake hope and then) they
said their nevers they slept their dream

stars rain sun moon
(and only the snow can begin to explain
how children are apt to forget to remember
with up so floating many bells down)

one day anyone died i guess
(and noone stooped to kiss his face)
busy folk buried them side by side
little by little and was by was

all by all and deep by deep
and more by more they dream their sleep
noone and anyone earth by april
wish by spirit and if by yes.

Women and men (both dong and ding)
summer autumn winter spring
reaped their sowing and went their came
sun moon stars rain

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