E. E. Cummings Inspires

Read and understand. This man is brilliant.


O Distinct
Lady of my unkempt adoration
if I have made
a fragile certain

song under the window of your soul
it is not like any songs
(the singers the others
they have been faithful

to many things and which
die
i have been sometimes true
to Nothing and which lives

they were fond of the handsome
moon       never spoke ill of the
pretty stars       and to
the serene the complicated

and the obvious
they were faithful
and which i despise,
frankly

admitting i have been true
only to the noise of worms
in the eligible day
under the unaccountable sun)

Distinct Lady
swiftly take
my fragile certain song
that we may watch together

how behind the doomed
exact smile of life’s
placid obscure palpable
carnival where to a normal

melody of probable violins dance
the square virtues with the oblong sins
perfectly
gesticulate the accurate

strenuous lips of incorruptible
Nothing       under the ample
sun, under the insufficient
day under the noise of worms

- E. E. Cummings

I need to make a glorious sense of this poem
it resonates with my life right now
the notion that these words have manifested themselves in my life right now
leaves me searching for the core of this poem. or at least what it means to me

How often do I see people of the world earnestly put faith in the "great"
and how often does the faith and conviction fade away.
professing love for the epic and the beautiful
fuck he says it perfectly!
"they were fond of the handsome
moon       never spoke ill of the
pretty stars       and to
the serene the complicated

and the obvious
they were faithful
and which i despise,
frankly"

to the obvious they were faithful
and he hates it.
and he openly puts faith in the steadiness of nothing
in the unexplainable day
and the noise of worms....being silence.
And then!
he poetically, abstractly defines life
and how it exists on it's own terms.
and somehow manages to explain its contrast
with life's placid obscurity laying exactly beneath this carnival-esq facade
he describes that within a normal melody as square virtues dance with oblong sins
there is merely  incorruptible, accurate nothingness
i can't begin to say it as he does.

and my favorite part of the whole thing is his desire
to share this nothingness with a women
to watch
"the doomed
exact smile of life’s
placid obscure palpable
carnivals"
with her
and he says his song to her is unlike the songs of others
and that he is not adoring and faithful to many things
but he is to her.
he acknowledges the meaninglessness
and wants to watch it and experience it with her

ok i'm done