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Poet: e.e. cummings (e.e. cummings Art)
Poem: )when what hugs stopping earth than silent is... (16)
Comment 7 of 7, added on February 22nd, 2009 at 10:48 AM.
e.e. cummings strikes me as a very literal poet. he says exactly what he means. i think we all have noticed the thoughts in our heads come more as feelings and ideas more than decipherable words. fragments of words however do appear in reference to memory or past vocal experiences. these fragments he is presenting are the raw uncensored functions of his brain. i am a double major in neuroscience and literary arts and the connections i have drawn through my studies gave me insight that really saved my ass as far as my thesis goes.
elaine from United States
Comment 6 of 7, added on February 19th, 2007 at 5:34 PM.
Though I don't think this poem was meant as a religious commentary either, it should be noted that Cummings was in fact very religious. His statement "And death i think is no parenthesis," in the context of the poem it is taken from, is, I think, simply a comment that one should live life to the fullest and focus on feeling instead of the strict rules of humanity because death is inevitable. It should not be taken as evidence that Cummings does not believe in an afterlife.
Stephanie from United States
Comment 5 of 7, added on April 28th, 2006 at 12:27 PM.
The poet is expressing the cycle of life and death, but he is not merely reporting. There is an undercurrent of pathos that speaks to a forgetfulness of the unity of all. The light of Life, which imbues All -- "the total sun oceaning" -- is "more silent... than much more is." Is there a deeper Silence than this?! And if this immense silent 'void' -- the "immeasurable happenless unnow" -- was to "shut more than open," death would prevail over Life. The poet is merely pondering -- what if...?
And yet he continues: Dolls are playthings, therefore, "joy and grief" are the mere games of shadowy entities who don't know who or what they really are (what is substance, what is shadow?). Until, out of the void of nothingness (which is "merely not nothing") shines the Oneness of Life -- the One snowflake: i.e., the prototypical Form of all subsequent expressions of Life. And the manifest and diverse expressions ("we speak our names"), which are rooted in the unity of the One, begin the cycle once again -- name and form are born. And this happens in the eternal Now -- gone are "memories of future" events. The uniqueness of the One is expressed in the many in an endless cycle ("end of endings"), beyond time and space, eternally.
Brian Haley from Canada
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e.e. cummings strikes me as a very literal poet. he says exactly what he means. i think we all have noticed the thoughts in our heads come more as feelings and ideas more than decipherable words. fragments of words however do appear in reference to memory or past vocal experiences. these fragments he is presenting are the raw uncensored functions of his brain. i am a double major in neuroscience and literary arts and the connections i have drawn through my studies gave me insight that really saved my ass as far as my thesis goes.
elaine from United States