i post an e.e. cummings poem every day. they are listed by traditional first line below, or click here to browse. note: due to tumblr’s desire to streamline posts, some of the original formatting may be lost. i apologize for this erosion of integrity, but there doesn’t seem to be any way around it.

a | b | c | d | e | f | g | h | i | j | k | l | m | n | o | p | q | r | s | t | u | v | w | x | y | z |

a:

a clown’s smirk in the skull of a baboon

a light Out)

All in green went my love riding

a man who had fallen among thieves

anyone lived in a pretty how town

a pretty a day

a salesman is an it that stinks Excuse

as freedom is a breakfastfood

b:

Buffalo Bill ‘s

but if a living dance upon dead minds

c:

conceive a man,should he have anything

d:

death(having lost)put on his universe

e:

except in your

f:

flotsam and jetsam

g:

h:

hate blows a bubble of despair into

here is little Effie’s head

here’s a little mouse)and

here’s to opening and upward,to leaf and to sap

Humanity i love you

i:

if i

if i have made,my lady,intricate

if i love You

if there are any heavens my mother will(all by herself) have

i like my body when it is with your

in Just-

in spite of everything

i say no world

i sing of Olaf glad and big

it may not always be so; and i say

j:

Jehovah buried,Satan dead,

k:

kind)

kumrads die because they’re told)

l:

let it go-the

little joe gould has lost his teeth and doesn’t know where

little tree

love is more thicker than forget

love is the every only god

love’s function is to fabricate unknownness

m:

may i feel said he

may my heart always be open to little

MEMORABILIA

my father moved through dooms of love

my specialty is living said

my sweet old etcetera

n:

next to of course god america i

nobody loses all the time

no man,if men are gods;but if gods must

nothing false and possible is love

o:

of all the blessings which to man

(of Ever-Ever Land i speak

one’s not half two. It’s two are halves are one:

p:

pity this busy monster,manunkind,

plato told

POEM, OR BEAUTY HURTS MR. VINAL

proud of his scientific attitude

q:

r:

rain or hail

raise the shade

red-rag and pink-flag

s:

she being Brand

since feeling is first

somewhere i have never travelled,gladly beyond

sonnet entitled how to run the world)

spoke joe to jack

Spring is like a perhaps hand

suppose

t:

the Cambridge ladies who live in furnished souls

these children singing in stone a

this little bride & groom are

this mind made war

Thy fingers make early flowers of

true lovers in each happening of their hearts

u:

v:

voices to voices, lip to lip

w:

what a proud dreamhorse pulling(smoothloomingly)through

what freedom’s not some under’s mere above

what if a much of a which of a wind

when god decided to invent

when god lets my body be

who knows if the moon’s

x:

y:

you shall above all things be glad and young.

z: