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
unlove's the heavenless hell and the homeless home
Meanwhile myself et cetera lay quietly in the deep mud et cetera (dreaming, et cetera, of your smile eyes knees and of your Etcetera.)
Nobody loses all the time.
You have played, (I think) And broke the toys you were fondest of, And are a little tired now; Tired of things that break, and— Just tired. So am I.
You shall above all things be glad and young...
Laughing is just another way of showing people your wise
Tomorrow is our permanent address.
Lovers alone wear sunlight.
A wind has blown the rain away and blown the sky away and all the leaves away, and the trees stand. I think, I too, have known autumn too long.
most people are perfectly afraid of silence
As small as a world as large as alone.
For whatever we lose (like a you or a me), It's always our self we find in the sea.
Humanity I love you because when you're hard up you pawn your intelligence to buy a drink.
his lips drink water but his heart drinks wine