he isn’t looking at anything
he isn’t looking for something
he isn’t looking
he is seeing
what
not something outside himself
not anything inside himself
but himself
himself how
not as some anyone
not as any someone
only as a noone(who is everyone)
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this poem is written by cummings to his friend, Jose Garcia Villa, a Filipino-American poet who called himself Doveglion (Dove Eagle Lion).
This poem quite frankly, made my life. It is definately my favourite poem of all time.
A man who was lonely. He didn’t know why, And he felt sorry for himself.
But he found an answer he hadn’t looked for, And he found himself
it took me forever to get what this poem was about. now that i understand it, i really, really like it. it’s one of my very favorite poems!
it’s sad but it makes so much sense.:)