when god lets my body be

From each brave eye shall sprout a tree
fruit dangles therefrom

the purpled world will dance upon
Between my lips which did sing

a rose shall beget the spring
that maidens whom passions wastes

will lay between their little breasts
My strong fingers beneath the snow

Into strenous birds shall go
my love walking in the grass

their wings will touch with their face
and all the while shall my heart be

With the bulge and nuzzle of the sea

Analysis, meaning and summary of e.e. cummings's poem when god lets my body be


  1. alexis says:

    i think this poem is very hard to understand. its very beautiful at the same time, but also hard to get.

  2. Curtis says:

    i dont get this poem…its my homework assienment…please explain

  3. dorian says:

    when i read this i feel like there is always hope for true freedom despite the unhopeful and unrelenting onslaught and destruction of all things free by “this busy monster manunkind”

    but then i feel angry and want to destroy something, something cement or internally combusting.

  4. Kim says:

    I love the last line of this poem — it’s one of my two favorites of cummings’.
    He has these little jewels scattered throughout his poems.

  5. annie says:

    dalí comes to mind… a surreal painting inside the mind. and yet somehow more beautiful than dalí, more optimistic, joyful.

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