Look, I don’t love e e cummings. But his influence is hard to ignore completely (even if I have ignored it for 104 episodes). Here I look at a poem of his – found handwritten in a very old anthology – and talk a little about springtime, legacy, old-school avant-gardism and future echoes.
- in time of daffodils
- In Her Shoes: ‘I carry your heart’
- cummings reads at the 92Y
- ‘This conversation sounds like a fucking e e cummings poem‘
- From Totem Poem