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E Harris Ridge / United States, Female, 65
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    • POEM: A Man Who Had Fallen Among Thieves by Edward Estlin Cummings (7/25/2007 6:02:00 PM)

      Another evocation of more than truth...squalor-crusted beauty....

      But, again....
      As in his 'a clown's smirk in the skull of a baboon' [see my comment on that poem, too], cummings' most grotesque and pitiable images and/or characters always seem to me to describe our very own quintessential dry-drunk problem child, mr. prez gwb, to a tee. IMHO, this poem's every line SCREAMS him and our current situation with uncanny accuracy.

      How can this be? ? Why not? Doesn't the best poetry transcend time and space? To the Greeks, the mythical Orpheus was Poet AND Prophet. Personally, I think cummings can poefy-AND PROPHESY-with the best of 'em.

      And with all due respect to Gary W's most interesting analysis below, I don't think these thoughts are any more of a stretch than his are.

      As for the final stanza...would that any one of us alive today could, though 'banged with terror, ' gently and deferentially transport him of the 'eyes which noticed nobody', the 'changeless grin' and the 'fifteenthrate ideas' (along with all the staunch citizens and thieves he's fallen among, pleez) to a place so wondrously far. Wouldn't that be a miraculous and matchless act of love and charity on behalf of all the citizens and denizens, the flora and the fauna, of our planet...and to the sacred memory of the innumerable souls so cavalierly betrayed into oblivion?

    • POEM: A Clown's Smirk In The Skull Of A Baboon by Edward Estlin Cummings (7/25/2007 3:24:00 PM)

      Amazing love poem...full of regret and yet stillpleading hope....
      Totally off the mark, but do these lines:

      a clown's smirk in the skull of a baboon
      ...
      ...
      i am a shape that can but eat and turd
      ere with the dirt death shall him vastly gird,
      a coward waiting clumsily to cease

      conjure up for anyone else our world's collective nightmare, Dubya, the way they do for me? ?
      The world's his mirror but his head always has been and always will be too far up his ass to see!
      May need to use the title for my onedaytobe Bushit blog-I GOT 1st DIBs on it, everyone.
      Sorry for the rant but my head' s been explod'n nonstop since election night 2000-what a long, strange sadsadsadsad trip it's been....