e. e. cummings

e. e. cummings
Edward Estlin Cummings, known as E. E. Cummings, with the abbreviated form of his name often written by others in lowercase letters as e e cummings, was an American poet, painter, essayist, author, and playwright. His body of work encompasses approximately 2,900 poems, two autobiographical novels, four plays and several essays, as well as numerous drawings and paintings. He is remembered as an eminent voice of 20th century English literature...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionPoet
Date of Birth14 October 1894
CityCambridge, MA
CountryUnited States of America
...on forever's very now we stand.
our can'ts were born to happen our mosts have died in more
in the street of the sky night walks scattering poems
-tomorrow is our permanent address and there they’ll scarcely find us(if they do, we’ll move away still further:into now
(existing's tricky:but to live's a gift)
love is a deeper season than reason; my sweet one
yes is a world & in this world of yes live (skilfully curled) all worlds
Really unreal world, will you perhaps do the breathing for me while I am away?
The theory of the free press is not that the truth will be presented completely or perfectly in any one instance, but that the truth will emerge from free discussion
An intelligent person fights for lost causes, realizing that others are merely effects
i fear no fate(for you are my fate,my sweet)i want no world(for beautiful you are my world,my true) and it's you are whatever a moon has always meant and whatever a sun will always sing is you here is the deepest secret nobody knows
All in green went my love of riding on a great horse of gold into the silver dawn.
-Before leaving my room i turn, and (stooping through the morning) kiss this pillow, dear where our heads lived and were.
dive for dreams or a slogan may topple you (trees are their roots and wind is wind) trust your heart if the seas catch fire (and live by love though the stars walk backward) honour the past but welcome the future (and dance your death away at this wedding) never mind a world with its villains or heroes (for god likes girls and tomorrow and the earth)