"one winter afternoon" - ee cummings

[dysis]

Just because. :)

"one winter afternoon"
- ee cummings

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[dysis]

Hmm, I haven't read that one. Mind sending it to me - or posting it here? I came to cummings via "anyone lived in a pretty how town," which I analysed for my first-year poetry course in university, and I've found a few others that I really love - like "i thank You God for most this amazing day" and a couple other love poems.

[dysis]

"the world is puddle-wonderful" - and isn't that a perfect description of Vancouver in the spring. :) I just _love_ his poetry!!

[banna]

Reading this, reminded me of that story you told me about when you were a little girl and you made friends with that lonely old man at the swimming pool. I think if I had read this anywhere else, from anyone else, I wouldn't have thought of it.

[vfm_rdorlain]

I've never read that poem of cummings - this one's been a favorite for some time.

pity this busy monster, manunkind

pity this busy monster, manunkind,

not. Progress is a comfortable disease:
your victim (death and life safely beyond)

plays with the bigness of his littleness
--- electrons deify one razorblade
into a mountainrange; lenses extend
unwish through curving wherewhen till unwish
returns on its unself.
A world of made
is not a world of born --- pity poor flesh

and trees, poor stars and stones, but never this
fine specimen of hypermagical

ultraomnipotence. We doctors know

a hopeless case if --- listen: there's a hell
of a good universe next door; let's go

[dysis]

Oh, I really like that. Particularly the line about "this / fine specimen of hypermagical / ultraomnipotence." - that just seems so perfectly descriptive.

[vfm_rdorlain]

Yes, but there are days I find myself drawn to - "listen: there's a hell of a good universe next door let's go." :)