Take the matter of being born. What does being born mean to most people? Catastrophe unmitigated. Socialrevolution. The cultured aristocrat yanked out of his hyperexclusively ultravoluptuous superpalazzo,and dumped into an incredibly vulgar deterioncamp swarming with every conceivable species of undesirable organism. Mostpeople fancy a guaranteed birthproof safetysuit of nondestructible selflessness. If mostpeople were to be born twice they'd improbably call it dying.
you and I are not snobs. We can never be born enough.
Stichwörter: life-and-death
the other guineahen
died of a broken heart and we came to New York.
I used to sit at a table,drawing wings
with a pencil that kept breaking and i kept
remembering how your mind looked when it slept
for several years,to wake up asking why.
So then you turned into a photograph
of somebody who’s trying not to laugh
at somebody who’s trying not to cry
Stichwörter: love-poetry remembering-loved-ones
An intelligent person fights for lost causes, realizing that others are merely effects
E.E. CummingsSpring is like a perhaps hand
Spring is like a perhaps hand
(which comes carefully
out of Nowhere)arranging
a window,into which people look(while
people stare
arranging and changing placing
carefully there a strange
thing and a known thing here)and
changing everything carefully
spring is like a perhaps
Hand in a window
(carefully to
and fro moving New and
Old things,while
people stare carefully
moving a perhaps
fraction of flower here placing
an inch of air there)and
without breaking anything.
Stichwörter: poetry
o pr
gress verily thou art m
mentous superc
lossal hyperpr
digious etc i kn
w
floatfloafloflf
lloloa
tatoatloatf loat fl oat
f loatl ngL
y
As small as a world as large as alone.
E.E. CummingsStichwörter: perspective
May picked up a smooth round stone,
As small as a world and as large as alone.
if i
or anybody don't
know where it her his
my next meal's coming from
i say to hell with that
that doesn't matter (and if
he she it or everybody gets a
bellyful without
lifting my finger i say to hell
with that i
say that doesn't matter) but
if somebody
or you are beautiful or
deep or generous what
i say is
whistle that
sing that yell that spell
that out big (bigger than cosmic
rays w ar earthquakes famine or the ex
prince of whoses diving into
a whatses to rescue miss nobody's
probably handbag) because i say that's not
swell (get me) babe not (understand me) lousy
kid that's something else my sweet (i feel that's
true)
Stichwörter: poetry
i go you go,my dear; and whatever is done by only me is your doing,my darling)
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