if you like my poems let them
if you like my poems let them
walk in the evening, a little behind you
then people will say
"Along this road i saw a princess pass
on her way to meet her lover (it was
toward nightfall) with tall and ignorant servants." -- E. E. Cummings
Also, he painted though he's less well-known for that. Here's a reproduction of a self-portrait:

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Date: 2009-10-14 02:27 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-10-14 09:36 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-10-15 01:21 am (UTC)It's the poem that starts:
I thank you God for most this amazing
day; for the leaping greenly spirits of trees
and ends:
(now the ears of ears awake and
now the eyes of my eyes are opened)