When I taught, I used e. e. cummings not just during poetry lessons, but to point out to students we did not always have to follow rules when writing. Following Cummings’ writing, I told students to get thoughts down on paper and we could edit later.
Cummings did not break rules of writing in his poetry. As we see in the first line of this poem, he capitalized two words.
I took the message as opening my eyes and ears to the world around me. As I walked this morning, I noticed birds chirping. One scrambled to hide under a truck parked along the street. In another place, there was a smell of something rotting, maybe someone fertilizing. The wind was chilly, but, when the sun emerged from hiding, i warmed me.
The sounds, sights, smells, touches of the world awaken my senses on those walks. They are like the flow of water I hear from a distance as I approach the river that tumbles over the edge. When I am mindful, I sense nature in a fuller way.
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 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)
We took this picture in Yellowstone.
ivonprefontaine
wonderful –
Thank you.
Especially liked the idea of not having to follow rules for writing. I attend a writing group that is always listing rules for writing. Good to hear the ideas, then like to do my own thing. I thank God every morning for another day in this beautiful world.
I do too. I discovered that students who did not write well struggled to get ideas on paper if they were too focused on rules. It was easy enough to clean things up later. Sometimes, the stronger writers helped their friends.
I love this poem. e.e. is one my very favorite poets, and it as a great treat to see this one tonight. Here is a wee one of mine written after a trip home yesterday from the mountains of NY. It was so lovely. Many thanks for your blogs I do so enjoy them. Warmest greetings, Tasha
Green pillows of spring
Heap themselves on the hillsides
welcoming my gaze.
Tasha Halpert
Thank you Tasha. I love your haiku. We are just getting our spring weather. It has been cool and wet, so your poem arrives right on time.
Thank you so much.
I enjoyed your haiku also, Tasha. Less is always a bit more difficult I think but I love the pictures they draw.
Many thanks for your kindness in commenting. It is as you say a challenge to be spare and sparse with words, yet it is also gratifying to do so.
I love his poem style. Not many can do like e.e.
There are not.
Beautiful poem! Love his work.
For me, it is the uncovential way he wrote.
I agree!
Enjoyed so much…it is a beautiful poem. Am confused though, did you author or was it Cummings?
It was cummings. He has such a unique style.
Beautiful words and photo…
Thank you Bette.
Beauty (another name for God) is with us, shared through our senses. Thanks for your post
You are welcome.
ee cummings was tremendously liberating for me as a Perfectionist/writer.
Maybe that is why I am drawn to him, as well. We throw aside the shackles of perfect grammar and writing.
A great reminder to step outside of the rule book when it comes to writing 🙂
It is. I find sitting for 10-20 minutes each day and journaling without worrying about grammar and spelling helpful.