Tumbling-hair/ picker of buttercups/ violets… (V)

Tumbling-hair
picker of buttercups
violets
dandelions
And the big bullying daisies
through the field wonderful
with eyes a little sorry
Another comes
also picking flowers

Analysis, meaning and summary of e.e. cummings's poem Tumbling-hair/ picker of buttercups/ violets… (V)

5 Comments

  1. Tracy says:

    I think the contrast between the two flower-pickers is because the first one is full of life and really sees the flowers as the beautiful creations they are, whereas the one who just picks flowers sees life in black and white and is not full of life and wonder like the first one.

  2. Abby says:

    This is not about picking flowers idiots. This poem is referring to the Greek myth in which Hades finds Persephone picking flowers and abducts her into the Underworld.

  3. Ani says:

    In the Era in which cummings wrote,Death was referred to as God’s gardener, a tender of souls. You can find many references in children’s tales around that time.

    This poem is about care-free, unaware life that is about to get cut short, just like the flowers that are being picked at her hand.

  4. madeleine says:

    i don’t think that’s the point of this poem. i think the reason the second person’s eyes are “a little sorry” is probably because the first person was just enjoying the field of flowers there first, alone. i don’t know if he’s making a statement about killing flowers. *shrug* just my take.

  5. jess says:

    why do we pick the flowers from their beauty?
    cummings says that people realize the guilt that we are responsible for bearing but if we desire something enough then we will pick all of our flowers to get it. cummings could also be saying that people pick flowers as a way to show respect to them. he may be saying that keeping the flower for ourselves is the only way we know how to show recognition.
    one must realize though, that in this process of picking flowers we also kill them.
    is virtue what leads us toward death?

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