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anyone lived in a pretty how town(with up so floating many bells down)spring summer autumn winterhe ...

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Knowledge is a polite word for dead but not buried imagination.

To be nobody-but-yourself-in a world which is doing its best night and day to make you everybody e...

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Humanity I love you because when you're hard up you pawn your intelligence to buy a drink.

Kisses are a better fate than wisdom.

all ignorance toboggans into know and trudges up to ignorance again.

to be nobody but yourself- in a world which is doing its best night and day to make you everybody ...

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Once we believe in ourselves, we can risk curiosity, wonder, spontaneous delight, or any experience ...

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The world is mud-luscious and puddle-wonderful.

To be nobody but yourself in a world which is doing its best, night and day, to make you everybody e...

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unlove's the heavenless hell and homeless home . . . lovers alone wear sunlight.

I thank You God for this most amazing day for the leaping greenly spirits of trees and a blue true ...

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I'd rather learn from one bird how to sing than teach ten thousand stars how not to dance.

Be of love a little more careful than of anything.

I imagine that yes is the only living thing.

a politician is an arse upon which everyone has sat except a man.

O gouvernment francais, I think it was not very clever of You to put this terrible doll in La Ferte;...

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The Enormous Room

i carry your heart with me(i carry it in my heart)

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it's springand the goat-footedballoonMan whistlesfarandwee

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Tumbling-hair picker of buttercups violetsdandelionsAnd the big bullying daisies through the field w...

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something genuine like a mark in a toilet, graced with guts and gutted with grace

For surely as each November has its April, mysteries only are significant; and one mystery-of-myster...

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I : Six Nonlectures

i think you will be tired of tellingme & my dreams to go to hell

Etcetera: The Unpublished Poems

Anybody can learn to think, or believe, or know, but not a single human being can be taught to feel....

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E. E. Cummings: A Miscellany Revised

Awake,chaos:we have napped.

a pretty girl, who naked isis worth a million statues

Complete Poems

since the thing perhaps isto eat flowers and not to be afraid

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may my heart always be open to littlebirds who are the secrets of livingwhatever they sing is better...

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love being such, or such,the normal corners of your heartwill never guess how muchmy wonderful jealo...

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hate blows a bubble of despair intohugeness world system universe and bang-fear buries a tomorrow un...

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who knows if the moon'sa balloon,coming out of a keen cityin the sky--filled with pretty people?( an...

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for whenever men are right they are not young

22 and 50 Poems

when man determined to destroy himself he picked the was of shall and finding only why smashed it in...

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100 Selected Poems

Always it’s Spring)and everyone’s in love and flowers pick themselves.

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For whatever we lose (like a you or a me),It's always our self we find in the sea.

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i thank You God for most this amazingday: for the leaping greenly spirits of treesand a blue true dr...

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100 Selected Poems

a politician is an arse uponwhich everyone has sat except a man

may came home with a smooth round stoneas small as a world and as large as alone.

You have played, (I think) And broke the toys you were fondest of, And are a little tired now; Tired...

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love is thicker than forgetmore thinner than recallmore seldom than a wave is wetmore frequent than ...

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Yours is the light by which my spirit's born: - you are my sun, my moon, and all my stars.

How do you like your blue-eyed boy Mr Death?

I carry your heart with me (I carry it in my heart)I am never without it (anywhereI go you go,my dea...

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if everything happens that can't be done(and anything's righterthan bookscould plan)the stupidest te...

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I don't know what it is about you that closes and opens; only something in me understands the voice ...

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l(aleaffalls)oneliness

Who can tell truth from falsehood any more?I say it, and you feel it in your hearts:no man or woman ...

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no time agoor else a lifewalking in the darki met christjesus)my heartflopped overand lay stillwhile...

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life's not a paragraphAnd death i think is no parenthesis

since feeling is firstwho pays any attentionto the syntax of thingswill never wholly kiss you;wholly...

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his lips drink water but his heart drinks wine

i like my body when it is with yourbody. It is so quite new a thing.Muscles better and nerves more.i...

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Only something in me understands the voice of your eyes is deeper than all roses. Nobody, not even t...

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I fear no fate for you are my fate, my sweet.

i carry your heart with me(i carry it inmy heart)i am never without it(anywherei go you go,my dear;a...

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Love is the voice under all silences, the hope which has no opposite in fear; the strength so strong...

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there's time for laughing and there's time for crying— for hoping for despair for peace for longing ...

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mr youse needn't be so spryconcernin questions artyeach has his tastes but as for ii likes a certain...

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You are whatever a moon has always meant and whatever a sun will always sing.

As small as a world as large as alone.

i will wade out till my thighs are steeped in burning flowersI will take the sun in my mouthand leap...

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I thank you God for this most amazing day, for the leaping greenly spirits of trees, and for the blu...

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deeds cannot dream what dreams can do

a wind has blown the rain away & the sky away & all the leaves away, & the trees stand. i think i, t...

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Take the matter of being born. What does being born mean to most people?

Unbeing dead isn't being alive.

twice I have lived forever in a smile

Such was a poet and shall be and is-who'll solve the depths of horror to defend a sunbeam's architec...

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to hell with literaturewe want something redblooded

To be nobody but yourself in a world which is doing its best day and night to make you like everybod...

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... (lady i willtouch you with my mind.) Touchyou, that is all/lightly and you utterly will becomewi...

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may I be I is the only prayer

Lovers alone wear sunlight.

I'd rather learn from one bird how to sing than teach ten thousand stars how not to dance

sweet spring is yourtime is my time is ourtime for springtime is lovetimeand viva sweet love(all the...

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down with hell and heaven and all the religious fussinfinity pleased our parents one inch looks good...

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I don't like the memories because the tears come easily, and once again I break my promise to myself...

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And now you are and I am and we're a mystery which will never happen again.

Once we believe in ourselves, we can risk curiosity, wonder, spontaneous delight, or any experience ...

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It takes courage to grow up and become who you really are.

nothing which we are to perceive in this world equals the power of your intense fragility:whose text...

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Miracles are to come. With you I leave a remembrance of miracles: they are by somebody who can lovea...

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Humanity i love you because youare perpetually putting the secret oflife in your pants and forgettin...

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Trust your heart if the seas catch fire, live by love though the stars walk backward.

Unless you love someone, nothing else makes sense.

for every mile the feet gothe heart goes nine

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E. E. Cummings

Poet

Born: 1894-10-14

Died: 1962-09-03

Edward Estlin Cummings (October 14 1894 – September 3 1962) was an American poet. Because of the typography used in many of his works it has become a widespread tradition for his name to be presented in lower case as e. e. cummings, though he himself continued to use uppercase letters in signing his own name.More