Tuesday, February 1, 2011

A pretty a day

a pretty a day
(and every fades)
is here and away
(but born are maids
to flower an hour
in all,all)

o yes to flower
until so blithe
a doer a wooer
some limber and lithe
some very fine mower
a tall;tall

some jerry so very
(and nellie and fan)
some handsomest harry
(and sally and nan
they tremble and cower
so pale:pale)

for betty was born
to never say nay
but lucy could learn
and lily could pray
and fewer were shyer
than doll. doll

E.E. cummings

This is my favorite poem that i've posted so far. Read it 4 times to fully understand it.


  1. beautiful poem


  2. i read this poem a couple times and i really don't get it :( all i can understand is that hes talking about a nice day but i can't get any deeper then that

  3. So beautiful ... nice to read it on morning.

  4. Nice. Wish I could express creativity and feeling through words like this. :)

  5. Yes updates will come soon. i've fallen very sick recently and hope to get better by tomorrow and post more updates.

  6. Hey, nice post, looking forward to the next ones. :)