e.e. cummings, "the bigness of cannon "

the bigness of cannon is skilful, but i have seen death's clever enormous voice which hides in a fragility of poppies.... i say that sometimes on these long talkative animals are laid fists of huger silence. I have seen all the silence full of vivid noiseless boys at Roupy i have seen between barrages, the night utter ripe unspeaking girls.--e.e. cummings, Tulips & Chimneys (1922 Manuscript)