30 poems in 30 days

[ancianita]

E.E. Cummings


[in Just-]

in Just-
spring when the world is mud-
luscious the little
lame balloonman

whistles far and wee

and eddieandbill come
running from marbles and
piracies and it's
spring

when the world is puddle-wonderful

the queer
old balloonman whistles
far and wee
and bettyandisbel come dancing

from hop-scotch and jump-rope and

it's
spring
and

the

goat-footed

balloonMan whistles
far
and
wee



Your poems are rather hard to understand,
whereas your paintings are so easy. Easy? Of
course - you paint flowers and girls and
sunsets; things that everybody understands. I
never met him. Who? Everybody. Did you ever hear
of nonrepresentational painting? I am. Pardon
me? I am a painter, and painting is
nonrepresentational. Not all painting. No:
housepainting is representational. And what does
a housepainter represent? Ten dollars an hour.
In other words, you don't want to be serious
It takes two to be serious.









anyone lived in a pretty how town
(with up so floating many bells down)
sonny summer autumn winter
he sang his didn't he danced his did.

Women and men (both little and small)
cared for anyone not at all
they sowed their isn't they reaped their same
sun moon stars rain

children guessed (but only a few
and down they forgot as up they grew
autumn winter spnng summer)
that noone loved him more by more

when by now and tree by leaf
she laughed his joy she cried his grief
bird by snow and stir by still
anyone's any was all to her

someones married their everyones
laughed their cryings and did their dance
(sleep wake hope and then) they
said their never they slept their dream

stars rain sun moon
land only the snow can begin to explain
how children are apt to forget to remember
with up so floating many bells down)

one day anyone died i guess
(and noone stooped to kiss his face)
busy folk buried them side by side
little by little and was by was

all by all and deep by deep
and more by more they dream their sleep
noone and anyone earth by april
wish by spirit and if by yes.

Women and men(both dong and ding)
summer autumn winter spring
reaped their sowing and went their came
sun moon stars rain




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