I started reading cummings when I was in the sixth grade, under a thousand-page book called The Oxford Book of American Poetry. My sixth grade teacher was so surprised when I brought it in class. Anyway, as I was reading, I came across a poet that used the wrong grammar structure, punctuations were all over the place, no capitalizations whatsoever; I thought he was just writing, just because. Of course, I was intrigued, knowing how expansively orthodox Oxford University was— how and why did they publish such a writer?To this day, I am still in awe of how he did it and how much he has changed prose throughout the years. (I believe he inspired Charles Bukowski somewhat– but don’t quote on me on that).
Oh, I haven’t gotten started on Bukowski and how much I love his works. More on that later.
“i thank You God for most this amazing” by e.e. cummings
i thank You God for most this amazing
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 of 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 unimaginable You?
(now the ears of my ears awake and
now the eyes of my eyes are opened)