Poetry Quote by E.E. Cummings — Inspiring Words on Life, Love & Wisdom

“hate blows a bubble of despair into”

“love is a deeper season”

“You have played,”

“may my heart always be open to little”

““since feeling is first”

““i do not know what it is about you that closes”

“The yard was a little centre of regeneration. Here, with keen edges and smooth curves, were forms in the exact likeness of those he had seen abraded and time-eaten on the walls. These were the ideas in modern prose which the lichened colleges presented in old poetry. Even some of those antiques might have been called prose when they were new. They had done nothing but wait, and had become poetical. How easy to the smallest building; how impossible to most men.”

“Does something which exists on the edge have no true relevance to the stable center, or does it, by being on the edge, become a part of the edge and thus a part of the boundary, the definition which gives the whole its shape?”

“Utterance”

“LXXIX”

“Who could have foretold”

“How to care for the injured body,”