Take for example this:
if to the colour of midnight
to a more than darkness (which
is myself and Paris and all
things) the bright
rain
occurs deeply,beautifully
and i (being at a window
in this midnight)
for no reason feel
deeply completely conscious of the rain or rather
Somebody who uses roofs and streets skilfully to make a
possible and beautiful sound:
if a (perhaps) clock strikes,in the alive
coolness,very faintly and
finally through altogether delicate gestures of rain
a colour comes,which is morning,O do not wonder that
(just at the edge of day) i surely
make a millionth poem which will not wholly
miss you;or if i certainly create,lady,
one of the thousand selves who are your smile.
Take For Example This
e. e. cummings
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excellent.
ReplyDeletei so love this poem!
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