UnitetheArts Weekly Honorable "writing" Mention - Edward Estlin Cummings (e.e. cummings)

As in the past, the future, the now talent was laid out in many forms. As to writing the form of poetry rings loud and clear. No matter what ... we heart on it ... we sing it or share it ... we dance within the words that rhyme or do...

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As in the past, the future, the now talent was laid out in many forms. As to writing the form of poetry rings loud and clear. No matter what ... we heart on it ... we sing it or share it ... we dance within the words that rhyme or don't, and we hold close to us the differences we find every time the poem reaches our eyes. There are those that should never be forgotten and this why we at UnitetheArts bold

**Edward Estlin Cummings, no questions, is this weeks Weekly Honorable "Writing" Mention! **

**"Edward Estlin Cummings (October 14, 1894 – September 3, 1962), often styled as e e cummings, as he is attributed in many of his published works,[1] was an American poet, painter, essayist, author, and playwright. He wrote approximately 2,900 poems, two autobiographical novels, four plays, and several essays. He is often regarded as one of the most important American poets of the 20th century. Cummings is associated with modernist free-form poetry. Much of his work has idiosyncratic syntax and uses lower-case spellings for poetic expression." Read More:

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/E._E._Cummings**

https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poets/e-e-cummings 1894–1962

**Our Poem Pick:****

"'kitty'. sixteen,5'1",white,prostitute"

"kitty". sixteen,5'1",white,prostitute.

ducking always the touch of must and shall,
whose slippery body is Death's littlest pal,

skilled in quick softness. Unspontaneous. cute.

the signal perfume of whose unrepute
focusses in the sweet slow animal
bottomless eyes importantly banal,

Kitty. a whore. Sixteen
you corking brute
amused from time to time by clever drolls
fearsomely who do keep their sunday flower.
The babybreasted broad "kitty" twice eight

—beer nothing,the lady'll have a whiskey-sour—

whose least amazing smile is the most great
common divisor of unequal souls.

https://allpoetry.com/e.e.-cummings