Saturday, 11 April 2009
Was bored and did some Facebook quizzes...
The word "E.E.Cumming" came up as one of the options for a "What's Your Hippie Name" quiz I was doing, so being the curious innocent sweet young doe-eyed child I am (ahemcoughcoughcough you're just a no-life loser damnit), I googled his name and found a page containing all of his 90+ poems.
Here's one from this site:

if seventy were young
and death uncommon
(forgiving not divine,
to err inhuman)
or any thine a mine
--dingdong:dongding--
to say would be to sing

if broken hearts were whole
and cowards heroes
(the popular the wise,
a weed a tearose)
and every minus plus
--fare ill:fare well--
a frown would be a smile

if sorrowful were gay
(today tomorrow,
doubting believing and
to lend to borrow)
or any foe a friend
--cry nay:cry yea--
november would be may

that you and i'd be quite
zome such perfectionñ
another i and you,
is a deduction
which(be it false or true)
disposes me to shoot
dogooding folk on sight


Doesn't make much sense but I like the way it sounds.
Mwahhaha.


Uber sian.
8 more days to the reopening of school.
Zzz.


Nice sunny day today.
2:50 pm
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