e. e. cummings Quotes about Rain

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A wind has blown the rain away and blown the sky away and all the leaves away, and the trees stand. I think, I too, have known autumn too long.

A wind has blown the rain away and blown the sky away and all the leaves away, and the trees stand. I think, I too, have known autumn too long.

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Inspiring, Rain, Fall

E. E. Cummings (1994). “Selected Poems”, p.27, W. W. Norton & Company

nobody, not even the rain, has such small hands

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Rain, Small Hands, Hands

W (1931) "somewhere I have never travelled"

(and from my thighs which shrug and pant a murdering rain leapingly reaches the upward singular deepest flower which she carries in a gesture of her hips)

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Rain, Flower, Gestures

E. E. Cummings (1994). “Selected Poems”, p.81, W. W. Norton & Company

i have found what you are like the rain (Who feathers frightened fields with the superior dust-of-sleep. wields easily the pale club of the wind and swirled justly souls of flower strike the air in utterable coolness deeds of gren thrilling light with thinned newfragile yellows lurch and.press --in the woods which stutter and sing And the coolness of your smile is stirringofbirds between my arms;but i should rather than anything have(almost when hugeness will shut quietly)almost, your kiss

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Rain, Flower, Sleep

...sunlight is (life and day are)only loaned:whereas night is given(night and death and the rain are given;and given is how beautifully snow)

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Rain, Night, Snow

nothing which we are to perceive in this world equals the power of your intense fragility:whose texture compels me with the colour of its countries, rendering death and forever with each breathing (i do not know what it is about you that closes and opens;only something in me understands the voice of your eyes is deeper than all roses) nobody,not even the rain, has such small hands -excerpt of #35 from "100 Selected Poems

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Country, Rain, Eye

E. E. Cummings, “Somewhere I Have Never Travelled, Gladly Beyond”