as self-proclaimed literary snobs, we’ve never been able to resist the ever mysterious e.e. cummings. from his lower case letters to his free form poetry, e.e. has had us wrapped around his fingers since 1997.
read our favorite poem, you shall above all things, here.
a few years ago, we discovered a collection of the poet’s pieces of art and were immediately enchanted. it seems that any writer’s whose work feels tortured is also an artist, in the conventional sense.
what do you think of e.e.’s works? are you under his spell, too?
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