Poemnext to of course god america i
Author / PoetE. E. Cummings
TagsCritique, Irony, Patriotism, War

“next to of course god america i
love you land of the pilgrims’ and so forth oh
say can you see by the dawn’s early my
country ’tis of centuries come and go
and are no more what of it we should worry
in every language even deafanddumb
thy sons acclaim your glorious name by gorry
by jingo by gee by gosh by gum
why talk of beauty what could be more beaut-
iful than these heroic happy dead
who rushed like lions to the roaring slaughter
they did not stop to think they died instead
then shall the voice of liberty be mute?”

He spoke. And drank rapidly a glass of water

E. E. Cummings
E. E. Cummings
14 Oct 1894 - 3 Sep 1962
Region: Central America
Period: Modernist
Movement: Modernism
Awards: Bollingen Prize, National Book Award

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what if a much of a which of a windExistence, Nature, Surrealism
the boys i mean are not refined
Spring is like a perhaps handIntimacy, Rebellion, Refinement
somewhere i have never travelledIntimacy, Love, Nature
she being BrandHumor, Mechanics, Metaphor
since feeling is firstEmotion, Love, Nature
pity this busy monster, manunkindCritique, Existence, Progress
o sweet spontaneousBeauty, Critique, Nature

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