what a proud dreamhorse pulling (smoothloomingly) through [ ... ]
Lovesongs: 6 Songs to Poems of E. E. Cummings
Song Cycle by Margaret Garwood (1927 - 2015)
?. What a proud dreamhorse [sung text not yet checked]
Language: English
Text Authorship:
- by E. E. (Edward Estlin) Cummings (1894 - 1962), appears in No Thanks, first published 1935, copyright © 1978 by George J. Firmage
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This text may be copyright, so we will not display it until we obtain permission to do so or discover it is public-domain.?. cruelly, love [sung text not yet checked]
Language: English
cruelly,love walk the autumn long; the last flower in whose hair, thy lips are cold with songs for which is first to wither,to pass? shallowness of sunlight falls and,cruelly, across the grass Comes the moon love,walk the autumn love,for the last flower in the hair withers; thy hair is acold with dreams, love thou art frail —walk the longness of autumn smile dustily to the people, for winter who crookedly care.
Text Authorship:
- by E. E. (Edward Estlin) Cummings (1894 - 1962), no title, appears in XLI Poems, in 1. Songs, no. 12, first published 1925
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?. It may not always be so [sung text not yet checked]
Language: English
it may not always be so;and i say that if your lips,which i have loved,should touch another's,and your dear strong fingers clutch his heart,as mine in time not far away; if on another's face your sweet hair lay in such a silence as i know,or such great writhing words as,uttering overmuch, stand helplessly before the spirit at bay; if this should be,i say if this should be-- you of my heart,send me a little word; that i may go unto him,and take his hands, saying,Accept all happiness from me. Then shall i turn my face,and hear one bird sing terribly afar in the lost lands.
Text Authorship:
- by E. E. (Edward Estlin) Cummings (1894 - 1962), no title, appears in Tulips and Chimneys, in 2. Chimneys, in 2. Sonnets - Unrealities, no. 1, first published 1917
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Confirmed with E. E. Cummings, Tulips and Chimneys, New York: Liveright, 1976, page 140.
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?. Now all the fingers of this tree
Language: English
now all the fingers of this tree(darling)have
. . . . . . . . . .
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Text Authorship:
- by E. E. (Edward Estlin) Cummings (1894 - 1962), appears in XAIPE, first published 1950, copyright ©
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This text may be copyright, so we will not display it until we obtain permission to do so or discover it is public-domain.?. Who knows if the moon's a balloon [sung text not yet checked]
Language: English
who knows if the moon's
a balloon,coming out of a keen city
in the sky--filled with pretty people?
(and if you and i should
get into it,if they
should take me and take you into their balloon,
why then
we'd go up higher with all the pretty people
than houses and steeples and clouds:
go sailing
away and away sailing into a keen
city which nobody's ever visited,where
always
it's
Spring)and everyone's
in love and flowers pick themselves
Text Authorship:
- by E. E. (Edward Estlin) Cummings (1894 - 1962), no title, appears in & [AND], in 2. N, in 1. &:Seven Poems, no. 7, first published 1925
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?. A wind has blown the rain away [sung text not yet checked]
Language: English
a wind has blown the rain away and blown
the sky away and all the leaves away,
and the trees stand. I think i too have known
autumn too long
(and what have you to say,
wind wind wind -- did you love somebody
and have you the petal of somewhere in your heart
pinched from dumb summer?
O crazy daddy
of death dance cruelly for us and start
the last leaf whirling in the final brain
of air!)Let us as we have seen see
doom's integration... a wind has blown the rain
away and the leaves and the sky and the
trees stand:
the trees stand. The trees,
suddenly wait against the moon's face.
Text Authorship:
- by E. E. (Edward Estlin) Cummings (1894 - 1962), no title, appears in Tulips and Chimneys, in 2. Chimneys, in 2. Sonnets - Unrealities, no. 5, first published 1923
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