Professing * Reflecting

Friday, March 30, 2007

A return to Poetry Friday, e.e. cummings

anyone lived in a pretty how town

anyone lived in a pretty how town
(with up so floating many bells down)
spring 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 spring 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 nevers they slept their dream

stars rain sun moon
(and 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

--e. e. cummings

Lines of certain poems knock around in my head. Some make sense, according to the situation, for example, "half a league, half a league, half a league onward" when on the last leg of a long run, drive, etc.; "at length a universal hubbub wild / of stunning sounds and voices all confused / borne through the hollow dark assaults the ear" when walking into a crowded noisy bar (What? Bars don't make you think of Milton's Satan's journey through chaos? Weird.). Others, like the few snippets from this poem, seem to arise for no reason at all. I still like to think there's something meaningful and important about when and where and why "he sang his didn't he danced his did," "someones married their everyones," and "they said their nevers they slept their dream" are bouncing around in my head.

For those in the rune queue, I am looking forward to doing at least a couple of them this weekend, so stay tuned!




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