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<text>
<title>
(1930s) E.E. Cummings--Collected Poems
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<history>
TIME--The Weekly Newsmagazine--1930s Highlights
Books
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<article>
<source>Time Magazine</source>
<hdr>
E.E. Cummings: Collected Poems
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<body>
<p>(June 20, 1938)
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<p> With 315 of his most representative Poems now Collected,
readers will realize that E.E. Cummings' technical
unconventionalities have been essential from the start. Only
with such assistance could he have made words bespeak his all
but ineffable therm: the all-important--for good men and true
poets--of being Nobody.
</p>
<p> i, as Cummings always spells ego, stands for Nobody. And
Nobody is simply anybody who doesn't have delusions that he's
Somebody. Consequently he can think of his physical existence
in simple terms, can think of death without thinking of taxes,
and can think of doom without thinking about bluffing it:
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<qt>
<l>god's terrible face, brighter than a spoon,</l>
<l>collects the image of one fatal word;</l>
<l>so that my life (which liked the sun and the moon)</l>
<l>resembles something that has not occurred...</l>
</qt>
<p> But Nobody, in one of Cummings' descriptions of him, is
"Wifeless and only half awake, cursed with pimples, correctly
dressed, cleanshaven above the numbril...in brief: an
American." So Nobody naturally spends a good deal of his time
laughing. The nice thing about Nobody's laughter, and the first
thing most readers will like about Cummings' poetry, is that it
carries no offense, even when directed at close relations:
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<qt>
<l>my uncle</l>
<l>Daniel fought in the civil</l>
<l>war band and can play</l>
<l>the triangle</l>
<l>like the devil)</l>
<l>my</l>
<l>uncle Frank has done nothing for many</l>
<l>years but fly kites and...</l>
<l>my uncle Tom</l>
<l>knits and is a kewpie above the ears</l>
<l>but</l>
<l>my uncle Ed</l>
<l>that's</l>
<l>dead from the neck</l>
<l>up is led all over</l>
<l>Brattle Street by a castrated pup</l>
</qt>
</body>
</article>
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