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Poet: e.e. cummings
Poem: who knows if the moon's... (VII)
Comment 12 of 12, added on July 8th, 2007 at 1:46 AM.
Licia I really agree with you....this is such beautiful poem, it does not need analysing and intellectual consideration...you feel it from your gut.
I just wrote it out on my son's birthday card for tomorrow - he's 3. Baloons,the Moon, Love, Pretty People... and I read it out for my best friends when they married... there is so much misery and suffering in this world, a little child-like innocent love of the world goes a long way.
David from New Zealand
Comment 11 of 12, added on March 31st, 2006 at 10:09 AM.
It drives me crazy to hear a person ask..."What did the Poet mean by this?" A Poem is for us to read.Take from it as individuals....what it says to us....makes us feel....think....whatever. Getting mired in what the Poet means takes away from the intent of the writer....for the reader to be moved. So...read....think....feel...share if you wish....but....to tear a poem....Poet apart....seems an injustice.
Licia from United States
Comment 10 of 12, added on February 22nd, 2006 at 11:39 PM.
Cummings writes about war. This poem is about war--about how soldiers of war pick themselves. He contrasts the beauty of the poem with the seriousness and sadness of the poem. This poem is angsty unlike cleo's comment. The high pretty people are possibly several different peoples. One possible people is the leaders of war. Another possible people is the people in an afterlife (e.g. Heaven, Hell, Purgatory, Netherworld). The phrase, "get into it," which cummings destinctly sets at the beginning of line five descbribe the moving into something and also the fighting between two people. He chooses houses, steeples, and clouds. Houses are places of families. You leave your family when you die. He chooses steeples, which commonly represent religion and sacred life. He also chooses clouds, which are lofty and above others and intangible. Then, cummings chooses sailing as if floating on water (which hey! god walked on) and a city which nobody's ever visited,where always it's Spring.
Josh from United States
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Licia I really agree with you....this is such beautiful poem, it does not need analysing and intellectual consideration...you feel it from your gut.
I just wrote it out on my son's birthday card for tomorrow - he's 3. Baloons,the Moon, Love, Pretty People... and I read it out for my best friends when they married... there is so much misery and suffering in this world, a little child-like innocent love of the world goes a long way.
David from New Zealand