Edward Estlin Cummings
Born in October 14, 1894 / Died in September 3, 1962 / United States / English
Poems by Edward Estlin Cummings
suppose... (VIII)
... But I think I see someone elsethere is a lady, whose name is Afterwards ...
there is a here and... (19)
... almost are feebler than feeble arefable who are less than these are least is who ...
dead every enourmous piece
... some alive individualten centuries of original soon ...
Epithalamion
... which the scared shepherd gave thee for his doom-O thou within the chancel of whose charms ...
Now i lay(with everywhere around)... (44)
... and given is how beautifully snow)now i lay me down to dream of(nothing ...
here is little Effie's head
... might i'm called and did no wrongcried the third crumb, i am should ...
Thy fingers make early flowers of... (IV)
... and small. Death,Thee i call rich beyond wishing ...
a clown's smirk in the skull of a baboon
... I have never loved you dear as now i love god's terrible face,brighter than a spoon, ...
if i have made,my lady,intricate
... the keen primeval silence of your hair-let the world say "his most wise music stole ...
yes is a pleasant country... (XXXVIII)
... let's open the yearboth is the very weather ...
ecco a letter starting"dearest we"
... this quickly ghost scribbling from there to where-name unless i'm mistaken chauvesouris- ...
what if a much of a which of a wind... (XX)
... it's they shall cry hello to the springwhat if a dawn of a doom of a dream ...
Poem, Or Beauty Hurts Mr. Vinal
... (Case in pointif we are to believe these gently O sweetly ...
Picasso... (XXIII)
... which bulge:grunting lungs pumped full of sharp thick mindyou make us shrill ...
Tumbling-hair/ picker of buttercups/ violets... (V)
... through the field wonderful ...
