who knows if the moon's
a balloon, coming out of a keen city
in the sky - filled with pretty people?
(and if you and I should
get into it, if they
should take me and take you into their balloon,
we'd go up higher with all the pretty people
than houses and steeples and clouds:
away and away sailing into a keen
city which nobody's ever visited, where
Spring) and everyone's
in love and flowers pick themselves
e e cummings or e. e. cummings or E. E. Cummings or Edward Estlin Cummings was a poet and painter and play-write and much more. His peculiar syntax I find alluring; his intentional strewing of punctuation across the page, I quiet my compulsiveness and curiously enjoy. Because of Cummings' distinct style, it is almost vital that his poetry be read out loud. And as a result, Cummings continues to masterfully influence the way each poem is revealed to the reader. So go on, read it aloud a second time around.