On this day in 1 8 9 4 ,ee cummings was born . A poet, painter, and essay ist, His vis u ally distinctive p oems for ever
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EE Cummings – O sweet spontaneous
O sweet spontaneous earth how often have the doting fingers of prurient philosophers pinched and poked thee ,has the naughty thumb of science prodded thy beauty .how often have religions taken thee upon their scraggy knees squeezing and buffeting thee that thou mightest conceive gods (but true to the incomparable couch of death thy rhythmic lover thou answerest them only with spring)
See also: r-p-o-p-h-e-s-s-a-g-r
Before I forget, how many of you thought it was only a matter of time before this happened?
Well, the debates are over and I hope you’ve all decided to get out and vote. If you missed the debates, read the transcript then check the “facts” for yourself. I watched the debates up at TGIFriday’s on 95th and while there overheard two girls from two different parties say, “Are these on again?” and “So this is a new one?” Apparently there are still many who don’t really give a poop. Hell, I guess I knew that. My mom’s one of them.
George H. Williams has some running debate commentary from last night – look under Oct 13th if you can’t find them.
And here’s one more fun shot from last weekend in STL:
nice smug me
by e.e. cummings
this here verse’s
i used to
stick to regular metered
now i write onetwothreefourfive poemsjustlikethat
but this is simple work
and what i want to know is
how much am i going to get paid for this
Posted by: toby at October 14, 2004 09:40 AM
Thanks for the link. Writers and poets like E.E. Cummings made me realize how much of an impact the visual arrangement of words has on a reader’s perception. It’s pretty amazing.
Posted by: Rusty at October 14, 2004 01:06 PM