Edward Estlin Cummings (Эдвард Эстлин Каммингс)

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since feeling is first
who pays any attention
to the syntax of things
will never wholly kiss you;

wholly to be a fool
while Spring is in the world

my blood approves,
and kisses are a better fate
than wisdom
lady i swear by all the flowers. Don't cry
- the best gesture of my brain is less than
your eyelids' flutter which says

we are for each other: then
laugh, leaning back in my arms
for life's not a paragraph

and death i think is no parenthesis

1. the bigness of cannon
2. hist whist
3. what if a much of a which of a wind
4. Spring is like a perhaps hand
5. sometimes i am alive because with

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