Category e. e. Cummings

An Invocation to Apollo

  O,blessed of the gods,Shield of the race of Rome,Are Faith and Fame at odds?Thy smile is Spring.—O,too long thou dost roam,      From home. As a fond mother stands,Seeking with prayerful eyesO’er sea and sinuous sandsHer long-departed son,for…

BOOK I, ODE 24

Who chides the tears that weep so dear a head?Sorrowful Muse,for whom the father wedThe voice of waters to a cithern string,Teach thou my grief to sing. Ye sisters,Right and Honor,and forsoothUnshaken Loyalty,and naked Truth,Quintillius the peerless ye shall weep,Who…

BOOK II, ODE 14

  Ah, Postumus, fleet-footed are the years!     And what is Piety’s imploring glance To Age and Death, the dauntless charioteers? My friend, think not to buy deliverance     With smoking centuries of hecatombs. It shall not profit…

The fetters of winter are shattered,shattered,

The fetters of winter are shattered,shattered,And the limbs of the earth are free,—Spring,and the breeze that loveth the lea!And the old keels—gaping and tempest battered—Men roll them down to the sea. Lo,how the sweet new magic bewitchethThe hind with his…

BOOK IV, ODE 7

  Farewell,runaway snows! For the meadow is green,and the tree stands    Clad in her beautiful hair.New life leavens the land! The river,once where the lea stands,    Hideth and huggeth his lair.Beauty with shining limbs ’mid the Graces comes…

Blue water, and behind,

Blue water, and behind,Benevolent orange sky,And gentle sheep that troopFrom their huge fields of cloud,Hurrying, headed allHomeward across the heaven,Unto the western folds,Where stands upon a hill,Calling with gentle voice,One cheery shepherd-star. Stand still, O Shepherd! I,With many other feetAnd…

Death’s Chimneys

Within,a coldly echoing floor:a terrorOf narrow,naked walls,whitened and ghastly,Through whose grim hollowness,faint and incessant,Is heard a murmuring horror of fires communing.What flesh and blood,what hands and face,what beautyShrivels beneath the touch of flames caressing—Becomes obliterate in this awful furnace?What life…

My Prayer

      God make me the poet of simplicity,     Force,and clearness. Help me to live Ever up to ever higher standards. Teach me to lay     A strong,simple,big-rocked wall     Firmly,the first of all, And…