E. E. Cummings: Poems Poem Text

E. E. Cummings: Poems Poem Text

Humanity I Love You

Humanity i love you
because you would rather black the boots of
success than enquire whose soul dangles from his
watch-chain which would be embarrassing for both

parties and because you
unflinchingly applaud all
songs containing the words country home and
mother when sung at the old howard

Humanity i love you because
when you’re hard up you pawn your
intelligence to buy a drink and when
you’re flush pride keeps

you from the pawn shop and
because you are continually committing
nuisances but more
especially in your own house

Humanity i love you because you
are perpetually putting the secret of
life in your pants and forgetting
it’s there and sitting down

on it
and because you are
forever making poems in the lap
of death Humanity

i hate you


"My Sweet Old Etcetera"

my sweet old etcetera

aunt lucy during the recent

war could and what

is more did tell you just

what everybody was fighting


my sister

isabel created hundreds


hundreds)of socks not to

mention shirts fleaproof earwarmers

etcetera wristers etcetera, my

mother hoped that

i would die etcetera

bravely of course my father used

to become hoarse talking about how it was

a privilege and if only he

could meanwhile my

self etcetera lay quietly

in the deep mud et




cetera, of

Your smile

eyes knees and of your Etcetera)


"(of Ever-Ever Land I speak"

(of Ever-Ever Land i speak

sweet morons gather roun'

who does not dare to stand or sit

may take it lying down)

down with the human soul

and anything else uncanned

for everyone carries canopeners

in Ever-Ever Land

(for Ever-Ever Land is a place

that's as simple as simple can be

and was built that way on purpose

by simple people like we)

down with hell and heaven

and all the religious fuss

infinity pleased our parents

one inch looks good to us

(and Ever-Ever Land is a place

that's measured and safe and known

where it's lucky to be unlucky

and the hitler lies down with the cohn)

down above all with love

and everything perverse

or which makes some feel more better

when all ought to feel less worse

(but only sameness is normal

in Ever-Ever Land

for a bad cigar is a woman

but a gland is only a gland)


"maggie and milly and molly and may"

maggie and milly and molly and may

went down to the beach(to play one day)

and maggie discovered a shell that sang

so sweetly she couldn’t remember her troubles,and

milly befriended a stranded star

whose rays five languid fingers were;

and molly was chased by a horrible thing

which raced sideways while blowing bubbles:and

may came home with a smooth round stone

as small as a world and as large as alone.

For whatever we lose(like a you or a me)

it’s always ourselves we find in the sea

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