"nothing which we are to perceive in this world equals the power of your intense fragility:whose texture compels me with the colour of its countries,… - E. E. Cummings

"nothing which we are to perceive in this world equals
the power of your intense fragility:whose texture
compels me with the colour of its countries,
rendering death and forever with each breathing

(i do not know what it is about you that closes
and opens;only something in me understands
the voice of your eyes is deeper than all roses)
nobody,not even the rain, has such small hands

-excerpt of #35 from "100 Selected Poems

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About E. E. Cummings

Edward Estlin Cummings (October 14 1894 – September 3 1962) was an American poet. Because of the typography used in many of his works it has become a widespread tradition for his name to be presented in lower case as e. e. cummings, though he himself continued to use uppercase letters in signing his own name.

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Birth Name: Edward Estlin Cummings
Alternative Names: e. e. cummings E. Estlin Cummings e e cummings EE cummings Edward Eatlin Cummings
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i do not know what it is about you that closes
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the voice of your eyes is deeper than all roses

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Additional quotes by E. E. Cummings

There are still a few erect human beings in the socalled world. Proudly and humbly,I say to these human beings: "O my fellow citizens,many an honest man believes a lie. Though you are as honest as the day, fear and hate the liar. Fear and hate him when he should be feared and hated:now. Fear and hate him were he should be feared and hated:in yourselves. "Do not hate and fear the artist in yourselves,my fellow citizens. Honour him and love him. Love him truly— do not try to possess him. Trust him as nobly as you trust tomorrow. "Only the artist in yourselves is more truthful than the night."

who pays any attention
to the syntax of things
will never wholly kiss you

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