i am a beggar always
who begs in your mind
(slightly smiling, patient, unspeaking
with a sign on his
chest
BLIND)yes i
am this person of whom somehow
you are never wholly rid(and who
does not ask for more than
just enough dreams to
live on)
after all, kid
you might as well
toss him a few thoughts
a little love preferably,
anything which you can't
pass off on other people: for
instance a
plugged promise-
the he will maybe (hearing something
fall into his hat)go wandering
after it with fingers;till having
found
what was thrown away
himself
taptaptaps out of your brain, hopes, life
to(carefully turning a
corner)never bother you any more
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This is my favorite poem ever. :]
I do have one thing to point out, though. I have also read this poem in books where the last line ("Anonymous submission." is missing. When was it added/taken out? -
This is a great poem composed in the free verses format...very difficult idea of complex love in a very simple expression...
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Wow, this is a great poem by ee Cummings, I knew he was the master of free verse and this poem just reminded me of that
I really liked this, thanks for submitting it whoever did
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I felt the rhyme in this actually. Mind, blind; rid, kid, among others. The presentation does things with the rhythm and flow of the piece, so that those rhymes may be downplayed, they aren't the most important part by any means. The story, beautifully conveyed, of a beggar in our minds...just give him something to be content with. I like that concept a lot. 'Just enough dreams to live on'...Which is why EE Cummings is quickly moving up my list of favorite writers.
Oh: I think instead of 'the he will maybe', it should be 'then'. Typo perhaps. But with him you never know.
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In a time when poets are screaming for poems to rhyme, we can look to the past, and see that free style is not a fad. It has been around for a while, and, if a wonderful poet like e.e. cummings can write in any style he chose, then why can't everyone else.
I've always liked cummings for being someone who can write words that transcend the generations, and can mean just as much today as they did when they were written. I think I rather like this poem, and will be bookmarking it.
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