E. E. Cummings
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La Guerre V O sweet spontaneous earth how often have the doting fingers of prurient philosophers pinched and poked thee ,had the haughty thumb of science prodded thy beauty ,how often have religions taken thee upon their scraggy knees squeezing and buffetting thee that thou mightiest conceive gods (but true to…
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La Guerre III the bigness of cannon is skilful, but i have seen death’s clever enormous voice which hides in a fragility of poppies… i say that sometimes on these long talkative animals are laid fists of huger silence. I have seen all the silence filled with vivid noiseless boys at Roupy i have…
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I was on Goodreads early this morning and saw a poem by ee cummings that was absolutely lovely. Possessing as I do E.E. Cummings: Complete Poems, I went in search of it. It’s one of a 5 part poem called La Guerre. I will post one part of the poem each day for the next…