E.E. Cummings

Here is a poem I really enjoyed reading by a poet we’re covering.

anyone lived in a pretty how town

E. E. Cummings, 18941962

anyone lived in a pretty how town
(with up so floating many bells down)
spring summer autumn winter
he sang his didn’t he danced his did.

Women and men(both little and small)
cared for anyone not at all
they sowed their isn’t they reaped their same
sun moon stars rain

children guessed(but only a few
and down they forgot as up they grew
autumn winter spring summer)
that noone loved him more by more

when by now and tree by leaf
she laughed his joy she cried his grief
bird by snow and stir by still
anyone’s any was all to her

someones married their everyones
laughed their cryings and did their dance
(sleep wake hope and then)they
said their nevers they slept their dream

stars rain sun moon
(and only the snow can begin to explain
how children are apt to forget to remember
with up so floating many bells down)

one day anyone died i guess
(and noone stooped to kiss his face)
busy folk buried them side by side
little by little and was by was

all by all and deep by deep
and more by more they dream their sleep
noone and anyone earth by april
wish by spirit and if by yes.

Women and men(both dong and ding)
summer autumn winter spring
reaped their sowing and went their came
sun moon stars rain

What I really liked about this poem was the clever naming of the characters, "anyone" and "noone" 

I wrote a pseudo intro paragrpah to a paper I would write about this poem

In the everyday life of the everyday person they eat, work, sleep, and repeat. They traverse life monotonously; but when they lie on their deathbed, all they can remember are the dreams and hopes they had. The ones they loved and lost, and all the joyous and sorrowful times. Their lives were not measured in hours, months or days. Their lives were measured in moments. In the poem “anyone lived in a pretty how town” by e. e. cummings, the poem is communicating the message that in everyday life, everybody goes about their business and that no one loves anybody. However, the poem also conveys a nostalgic love story of a man name Anyone and a woman named Noone. Despite the ethereal breaks that convey the omnipresent finality of time, the combination of the two messages creates the theme that life is fleeting and that joy, sorrow, dreams, hope, and love make life worth living.

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