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 ...
E. E. Cummings Poems on Smiling (9 Poems)
this evangelist (E. E. Cummings Poems)
this evangelistbuttons with his big gollywog voicethe kingdomofheaven up behind and crazilyskating thither and hither in filthy sawdustchucks and rollsagainst ...
‘kitty’. sixteen,5’1,white,prostitute” (E. E. Cummings Poems)
kitty. sixteen,5'1",white,prostitute. ducking always the touch of must and shall, whose slippery body is Death's littlest pal, skilled in quick ...
suppose (E. E. Cummings Poems)
supposeLife is an old man carrying flowers on his head.young death sits in a cafesmiling, a pierce of money held ...
who sharpens every dull… (E. E. Cummings Poems)
who sharpens every dullhere comes the only manreminding with his bellto disappear a sun and out of houses pourmaids ...
I spoke to thee (E. E. Cummings Poems)
i spoke to theewith a smile and thou didst notanswerthy mouth is asa chord of crimson musicCome hitherO thou, is ...
even a pencil has fear to (E. E. Cummings Poems)
even a pencil has fear todo the posed body luckily madea pen is dreadfully afraidof her of this of the ...
in the rain- (E. E. Cummings Poems)
In the rain-darkness,the sunsetbeing sheathed i sitand think of you the holycity which is your faceyour little cheeks the streetsof ...
lady, i will touch you with my mind (E. E. Cummings Poems)
lady, i will touch you with my mind.touch you and touch and touchuntil you giveme suddenly a smile, shyly obscene(lady ...