Wednesday, February 6, 2019
Relating to EE Cummings Poetry :: Biography Biographies Essays
Relating to EE Cummings Poetry Its not necessarily easy to read. And its probably harder to understand. entirely the poetry of ee cummings has made a nitch in our cabaret of innovative minds and experimental art that we cannot argue. Whether we like it, hate it, or externalise it down in frustration, we have to appreciate the door this poet has opened for so many generations of writers and stylists. We picked my sweet old etcetera beca use if was the simplist poems to understand, and theres a lot we could ordain about it (and we each had a 750 word responce paper ahead of us to think about.) my sweet old etcetera begins by describing the folks bet on home and their conversations of whop-it- exclusively nothingness. He describes how they share their righteous opinions about a war they know very little about. He uses the word etcetera throughout the poem as some people today use the phrase blah blah blah to trail the ends of their sentences. Come on, you know you say it. I know I do all the time...my theme is going to be about chasing dreams, and hopefulness, da da da da da. This poem discribes how hypocritical we all are. How we can let loose about something thats disaster a million miles away as if we know all, when we really cant possibly know anything about it. After reading it over and over again, I find that I can relate to this poem in hotshot way. Last year, I had my first taste of being away from home. congest home, everyone was so proud of what I had accomplished--going so far away to catch my dreams. They knew without a dubiety that I was going to be successful. They knew without a doubt that I was happy, that I was driven. They said so all the time. But what they didnt talk about were my everyday mistakes and misfortunes. They didnt mention that I no longer took amount of money stage--that I rarely ever performed in town. they seems to pass over that dreadfully semester of sociology and my first heartbreaks aw ay from home. They didnt talk about it because in the long run, they knew all of that didnt matter.
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