// e. e. cummings

I’m in Newcastle for the next week, recovering from a crazy past couple of months by taking a week out to cook, blog and read some great novels. As a result, i’ll probably be posting a little more over the next couple of days, as i find things which i completely forgot that i had on my bookshelves.

Like this poem by e. e. cummings, for instance, which ranks up there as among my favourites:

i thank You God for most this amazing

day:for the leaping greenly spirits of trees

and a blue true dream of sky;and for everything

which is natural which is infinite which is yes


(i who have died am alive again today,

and this is the sun’s birthday; this is the birth

day of life and of love and wings:and of the gay

great happening illimitably earth)


how should any tasting touching hearing seeing

breathing any – lifted from the no

of all nothing – human merely being

doubt unimaginable You?


(now the ears of my ears awake and

now the eyes of my eyes are opened)

It’s indisputably e. e. cummings, straining at words in an attempt to express the inexpressible, and his characteristic mangling of presentation and grammar to make a point still resonates, particularly in a poem which is so shot through with joy. To me seems to capture the paradoxical simplicity and complexity of wonder at the natural world and its creator, and to do that almost effortlessly…

But then, that’s my opinion: what do you think of it?

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