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E. E. Cummings

E. E. Cummings

r-p-o-p-h-e-s-s-a-g-r

r—p—o—p—h—e—s—s—a—g—r
                     who
 a)s w(e loo)k
 upnowgath
                 PPEGORHRASS
                                       eringint(o—
 aThe):l
            eA!p:
S                                                         a
                         (r
 rIvInG                         .gRrEaPsPhOs)
                                                        to
 rea(be)rran(com)gi(e)ngly, grasshopper;

#Americans #Modernism #XXCentury

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