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July 21, 2008
Buffalo Bill's/ defunct — by E.E. Cummings
This poem, which first appeared in the January, 1920 issue of The Dial (above, as initially published when Cummings was 25), enchanted me when I encountered it last century in a junior high school English class in Milwaukee.
Still crazy after all these years.
And for those of you whose hackles are raised by seeing his (Cummings' — not Buffalo Bill's) name written with the initials capitalized, read this, then go sit down and be quiet.
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I'd never read that. It is a lovely poem and the format is oh so wonderful too.
Posted by: Milena | Jul 22, 2008 9:18:12 AM
Ah, on of the few poets I respect and admire, EE Cummings.
And also, yet line from a Momus song appears...
"... when Mr. Death recieves his blue-eyed boy..."
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tSxrt0pMEB0
Forgive the Anime Music video, you can let the music play as you surf somewhere...
Posted by: Rocketboy | Jul 21, 2008 9:09:19 PM
I will sit down but I won't be quiet. (Shock)
Enchanted is an excellent word. The only poet who ever had that effect on me.
Posted by: Flautist | Jul 21, 2008 4:29:10 PM
