E. E. Cummings
LOVELESSNESS
An E. E. Cummings tailgater bluesanelle
Unlove's the heavenless hell and homeless home,
The unParadisical, undwellinghouse-type-home
Of seed in search of an ounce of welcome loam.
The botanist of Eden could tell you that
All botanists since Eden can tell you that
Unlove's the heavenless hell and homeless home
Where weeds will grow, not herbs, unless you sow
Herbs, not tares, unless broadcast you sow
Good seed to search for an ounce of welcome loam.
Snakes love to slither among the vines of vetch
And stalks of tares to find the apple, fetch
Us to the unParadisical type of home-
Away-from-home that has an ounce of marl,
A single, solitary ounce of marl.
Unlove's the heavenless hell and homeless home
From which we wish to be exiled, not enter,
To be in exile from and not to enter --
Unlove's the heavenless hell and homeless home
of seed in search of an ounce of welcome loam.
Copyright © 2013 by Lewis Turco, all rights reserved.
An epitaph for E. E. Cummings may be found here:
Wesli Court’s Epitaphs for the Poets, by Lewis Turco, Baltimore, MD: BrickHouse Books, (www.BrickHouseBooks.com) 2012, paperback, ISBN: 978-1-938144-01-1.
Criticism of E. E. Cummings' work may be found here:
Visions and Revisions of American Poetry by Lewis Putnam Turco, Fayetteville, AK: University of Arkansas Press, 1986, 178 pp., ISBN 0938626493, cloth; ISBN 0938626507, paper. Melville Cane Award of the Poetry Society of America.
