Apr 04, 2005 14:58
And so...a poem. This was one of the less-dirty ones I've found. If I were truly motivated, I'd put some of the "Faun" text up, but I'm not really that alert today.
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yes is a pleasant country:
if's wintry
(my lovely)
let's open the year
both is the very weather
(not either)
my treasure,
when violets appear
love is a deeper season
than reason;
my sweet one
(and april's where we're)
-ee cummings
from "1 x 1", X, XXXVIII
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ee cummings was an interesting man. If you want to know more, don't ask me. I'm not as good with poet biographies as I am with musician biographies. Anyhow, one of my favorites by ee cummings (if I'm recalling this correctly as being by him) was a poem that was written-out vernacular. My high-school English teacher, Dr. Chott, read it to our class my sophomore year when we were covering some newer literature. We all looked at it like it was gibberish until he began to speak. That was one of the best damned classes I've ever had.
Perhaps Pushkin will appear tomorrow. Now THERE'S the stuff.