nobody loved this
he)with its
of eye stuck
into a rock of
forehead.No
body
loved
big that quick
sharp
thick snake of a
voice these
root
like legs
or
feethands;
nobody
ever could ever
had love loved whose his
climbing shoulders queerly twilight
:never,no
(body.
Nothing
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I am trying to find a book by Cummings that I used to have and lost in a divorce. It was about a trillion pages hardcover with a black cover. Maybe titled complete works or something along those lines. I received it in the eighties…….thanks
i’m a long time cummings fan, but never came across this one before. i had to read it a couple of times but it grows on you. thank you e.e. for having such wonderful poetry.