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,
we’d go up higher with all the pretty people
than houses and steeples and clouds:
away and away sailing into a keen
city which nobody’s ever visited,where
in love and flowers pick themselves
I love the exuberance of cummings, the way his words dance on the page, and wondered what my kids would make of him. Richard seemed to share some of my enthusiasm, and this is how he responded in his notebook:
“I enjoyed this poem a lot. It was weird, but in an entertaining sort of way. Even though I don’t know what the name of this poem is, it sounded very serene and calm and tranquil. I like the part of this poem in which the author uses a different pattern than just writing line to line.
is a lot more fun to read than just to keep reading boring lines one after the other after the other. I think e.e.cummings was feeling very happy when he wrote this, he’s sort of floating with happiness really and that is why it’s so great. Either that, or he’s insane.