100 Selected Poems

by E.E. Cummings

and all the while shall my heart be With the bulge and nuzzle of the sea

mud- luscious

strenuous music of the innumerable capering damned)

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i say that even after April by God there is no excuse for May

Christ(of His mercy infinite) i pray to see;and Olaf,too preponderatingly because unless statistics lie he was more brave than me:more blond than you.

if i love You (thickness means worlds inhabited by roamingly stern bright færies if you love me) distance is mind carefully luminous with innumerable gnomes Of complete dream if we love each (shyly) other, what clouds do or Silently Flowers resembles beauty less than our breathing

red-rag and pink-flag blackshirt and brown strut-mince and stink-brag have all come to town some like it shot and some like it hung and some like it in the twot nine months young

plato told him:he couldn’t believe it(jesus told him;he wouldn’t believe it)lao tsze certainly told him,and general (yes mam) sherman; and even (believe it or