tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2883979841111173610.post498137900828711894..comments2024-02-05T00:16:13.698-05:00Comments on Banjo52: e.e. cummings, "anyone lived in a pretty how town"Banjo52http://www.blogger.com/profile/04342397136888422440noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2883979841111173610.post-33169321734491359262010-05-18T00:03:58.495-04:002010-05-18T00:03:58.495-04:00Oh no she won't, cozin womin. What do I like b...Oh no she won't, cozin womin. What do I like best? Maybe:<br /><br />busy folk buried them side by side<br />little by little and was by was<br />all by all and deep by deep<br />and more by more they dream their sleep.<br /><br />Reminds me of the prayer I had to say when I was three and four. "If I should die before I wake/I pray the lord my soul to take.<br /><br />Oh, the agony to have fought my way out of eternity just to know I'd be going back again soon.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2883979841111173610.post-17708028107756933412010-05-17T21:05:09.932-04:002010-05-17T21:05:09.932-04:00This is probably the least remembered cummings poe...This is probably the least remembered cummings poem that I remember. It is one of his most powerful in portraying pure love (not lust), don't you think? I love his line "she laughed his joy she cried his grief". What togetherness! But what sadness, poignant sadness.<br /><br />AH will be sad that you didn't pick a more lusty poem, Banjomyn!Brenda's Arizonahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17880225110712592548noreply@blogger.com