E.E. CUMMINGS 1894-1962

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IF

If freckles were lovely, and day was night,

And measles were nice and a lie warn’t a lie,

Life would be delight, -

But things couldn’t go right

For in such a sad plight

I wouldn’t be I.

If earth was heaven and now was hence,

And past was present, and false was true,

There might be some sense

But I’d be in suspense

For on such a pretence

You wouldn’t be you.

If fear was plucky, and globes were square,

And dirt was cleanly and tears were glee

Things would seem fair, -

Yet they’d all despair,

For if here was there

We wouldn’t be we.

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The name of this American poet is sometimes written as e e cummings because he often used lower case letters only in his poems. He was also a painter, essayist, author and playright.

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