Edward Estlin Cummings

Young Woman of Cambridge

of Ever-Ever Land i speak

Jehovah buried, Satan dead

Fame Speaks

if I should sleep with a lady called death… (III)

in spite of everything…

if everything happens that can’t be done

pity this busy monster, manunkind

when serpents bargain

my love

All in green went my love riding

in time of daffodils (who know)

a man who had fallen among thieves

what if a much of a which of a wind

i thank you God for most this amazing

The boys i mean are not refined

2 little whos

it is at moments after I have dreamed

I sing of Olaf glad and big

my sweet old etcetera

she being Brand

i love you much(most beautiful darling)

O Sweet Spontaneous

next to of course god america i

it may not always be so

If

somewhere i have never travelled

i have found what you are like

Spring is like a perhaps hand

since feeling is first

anyone lived in a pretty how town

maggie and milly and molly and may

may i feel said he

i like my body when it is with your

i carry your heart with me