E. E. Cummings Poems (268 Poems)
Puella Mea (E. E. Cummings Poems)
Harun Omar and Master Hafiz keep your dead beautiful ladies. Mine is a little lovelier than any of your ladies were. In her perfectest array my lady, moving in the day, is a little stranger thing than crisp Sheba with … Continue reading
The Eagle (E. E. Cummings Poems)
It was one of those clear,sharp, mustless days That summer and man delight in. Never had Heaven seemed quite so high, Never had earth seemed quite so green, Never had the world seemed quite so clean … Continue reading
Young Woman of Cambridge, (E. E. Cummings Poems)
Gay is the captivating cognomen of a Young Woman of cambridge, mass.to whom nobody seems to have mentioned ye olde freudian wish;when i contemplate her uneyes safely ensconced in thick glassyou try if we are a gentleman not to … Continue reading
listen (E. E. Cummings Poems)
listenbelovedi dreamed it appeared that you thought to escape me and became a great lily atilt on insolent waters but i was aware of fragrance and i came riding upon a horse of porphyry into the waters i … Continue reading
voices to voices,lip to lip (E. E. Cummings Poems)
voices to voices,lip to lipi swear(to noone everyone)constitutesundying;or whatever this and that petal confutes…to exist being a peculiar form of sleep what’s beyond logic happens beneath will;nor can these moments be translated:i saythat even after Aprilby God there is no … Continue reading
Ballad of the Scholar’s Lament (E. E. Cummings Poems)
When I have struggled through three hundred years of Roman history, and hastened o’erSome French play-(though I have my private fears Of flunking sorely when I take the floorIn class),-when I have steeped my soul in gore And Greek, and … Continue reading
Skating (E. E. Cummings Poems)
Spring is past, and Summer’s past, Autumn’s come, and going;Weather seems as though at last We might get some snowing.Spring was good, and Summer better, But the best of all is waiting,-Madame Winter-don’t forget her.- O … Continue reading
all in green (E. E. Cummings Poems)
All in green went my love ridingon a great horse of goldinto the silver dawn. Four lean hounds crouched low and smilingthe merry deer ran before. Fleeter be they than dappled dreamsthe swift red deerthe red rare deer. Four red … Continue reading
O Distinct (E. E. Cummings Poems)
O Distinct Lady of my unkempt adoration if I have made a fragile curtain song under the window of your soul it is not like any songs (the singers the others they have been faithful to many things and which … Continue reading
you being in love… (E. E. Cummings Poems)
you being in lovewill tell who softly asks in love, am i separated from your body smile brain hands merelyto become the jumping puppets of a dream? oh i mean:entirely having in my careful howcareful arms created this at … Continue reading