am was. are leaves few this. is these a or
scratchily over which of earth dragged once
-ful leaf. & were who skies clutch an of poor
how colding hereless. air theres what immense
live without every dancing. singless on-
ly a child’s eyes float silently down
more than two those that and that noing our
gone snow gone
yours mine
. We’re
alive and shall be:cities may overflow(am
was)assassinating whole grassblades,five
ideas can swallow a man;three words im
-prison a woman for all her now:but we’ve
such freedom such intense digestion so
much greenness only dying makes us grow
am was.
Analysis, meaning and summary of e.e. cummings's poem am was.
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this relates to the topic of structure and freedom
Death is not the opposite of life: Rather, the opposite of life is stagnation. was there no Death, Life would be impossible. New groth thrives on the rot of fallen leaves.
We get better with age….
We are missing the point. I am whatever I was made me but more importantly, We are dwelling on the details of was and should be shouting the is of now because everything around us is changing and what was, was and what is now is more important. We are.
I think that the poem basically reflects an age-old saying: “what doesn’t kill ya only makes ya stronger.” I think cummings is basically trying to say that we go through many hardships in life, but each one helps us to grow and become better and stronger, that, in fact, hardships are necesary. They build character.
this poem i have just read am was is telling about all teh obsticles that cummings has observed and some good or bad but all these obsticles or observations only makes us grow for what we are now or what we are comming to be no greenness stops us it only make us grow
this poem i ahve just read am was is telling about all teh obsticles that cummings has observed and some good or bad but all these obsticles or observations only makes us grow for what we are now or what we are comming to be no greenness stops us it only make us grow