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e. e. cummings
Age: 67 †
Born: 1894
Born: October 14
Died: 1962
Died: September 3
Novelist
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Cambridge
Massachusetts
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And still the mad magnificent herald Spring assembles beauty from forgetfulness with the wild trump of April:witchery of sound and odour drives the wingless thing man forth in the bright air.
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Lovers alone wear sunlight.
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our can'ts were born to happen our mosts have died in more
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nothing which we are to perceive in this world equals the power of your intense fragility
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Be of love a little more careful than of anything.
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the other guineahen died of a broken heart and we came to New York. I used to sit at a table,drawing wings with a pencil that kept breaking and i kept remembering how your mind looked when it slept for several years,to wake up asking why. So then you turned into a photograph of somebody who’s trying not to laugh at somebody who’s trying not to cry
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Meanwhile myself et cetera lay quietly in the deep mud et cetera (dreaming, et cetera, of your smile eyes knees and of your Etcetera.)
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The only man, woman, or child who wrote a simple declarative sentence with seven grammatical errors is dead.
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Unbeing dead isn't being alive.
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