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E. E. Cummings

E. E. Cummings

Into the Smiting

into the smiting
sky tense
with
blend
 
ing
the
tree      leaps
                  a stiffened exquisite
 
i
wait the sweet
annihilation of swift
flesh
 
i make me stern against
your charming strength
 
O haste
        annihilator
drawing into you my enchanting
leaves

#Americans #Modernism

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