e e cummings: i thank You God for most this amazing day

Edward Estlin Cummings (October 14, 1894 – September 3, 1962) was a poet, painter, essayist, author, and playwright.  He wrote approximately 2,900 poems, two autobiographical novels, four plays and several essays, and also produced numerous drawings and paintings.  He attended Harvard and developed an interest in modern poetry which ignored conventional grammar and syntax. Many poems are prayers, and this is surely one.   i thank You God for most this amazinge e cummings 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 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 unimaginably You? (now the ears of my ears awake and now the eyes of my eyes are opened)  

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    Kimberly

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    One of my favorite poets and poems ever. ever. ever.

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      Terri Crosby

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      Kimberly, this morning I sat at my quiet breakfast and just thumbed through his BIG book of poems that I’ve had forever! Ahhhhh! Love you!

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    shiner

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    His talents spanned so many arenas and he was prolific as well!

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      Terri Crosby

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      Yes I can’t believe how much he wrote! One source said that he wrote poetry every day between age 8 and 22 years old.

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