e.e. cummings

There is music, hearing a poet read her own work. It can surprise you. Here is e.e. cummings, with all his childlike, explosive playfulness, and yet his voice is so round and resonant, bearing a majesty I didn't expect.



One of the most rewarding things I've done this April is to read e.e. cummings' "in Just- Spring" to my daughter, a freshman in high school. Those of us who have not grown too old, stodgy, or cynical, will always hear the whistle of the little lame balloon man.

Read an e.e. cummings poem aloud. Here are more; check the right-hand column of the link.