My Dad's book collection used to exist just out side my room. He is an exceptional man, and had a fine library. from his childhood, and through his life. I would sit, and read. EE had many places on the shelf. Issac, Ray, and others to me to other worlds, all before I was 12. for, some reason All Summer In A Day touched me the most. It took months, but I got through Dune. Peanuts, and MAD compilations rounded out the connection. Thank you for this. You put me in front of the bookcase again 35 years later.
I prepared this for tomorrow's class (Bard College Berlin LT140) on Cummings and Stein and thought others might find it helpful: EEC on what he will read (0:30) 1 x 1 [One Times One] (1944) • 1 o XIV pity this busy monster,manunkind, (0:50) o IV of all the blessings which to man (2:29) o XVI one’s not half two. It’s two are halves of one: (4:55) • x o XXVI when god decided to invent (7:05) o XXX Hello is what a mirror says (8:03) o XXXIV nothing false and possible is love (9:15) o XXXV except in your (11:10) o XXXIX all ignorance toboggans into know (13:05) o XXVIII rain or hail (14:55) XAIPE (1950) • 6 dying is fine)but Death (17:00) • 11 so many selves(so many fiends and gods) (18:25) • 21 jake hates all the girls (the (20:25) • 22 when serpents bargain for the right to squirm (21:25) • 26 who sharpens every dull (22:55) • 39 open his head,baby (24:30) • 49 this is a rubbish of human rind (25:25) • 51 who were so dark of heart they might not speak, (27:10) • 61 if (touched by love's own secret)we,like homing (28:55) • 67 when faces called flowers float out of the ground (30:40) 50 Poems (1940) • 25 as freedom is a breakfastfood (34:05) • 35 you which could grin three smiles into a dead (36:55) • 29 anyone lived in a pretty how town (38:55) • 42 love is more thicker than forget (43:10) • 34 my father moved through dooms of love (44:32) host (51:55)
This piece is by far the most impeccable contribution on this channel. Too bad the channel doesn’t offer more classical content with the same authenticity.
Being able to hear my favorite poet read some of his masterpieces...amazing! You really get a sense of the meaning of the poems by his inflections and timing. Only thing that would have made it even better would have been if he included "the hours rise up putting off stars and it is", "buffalo bill's defunct" & "next to of course god america i"...Brilliant!
And as I die. Let me say angels told me to write this. Let it star star star. For so spake the God of the universe one door down the whole time. But sometime the music is too loud in the room on the opsed side to hear his laugh. Merrily, merrily, merrily life is but a dream.
E.E.Cummings is truly a genius, totally original and a modernist with no one remotely comparable. Sometimes I imagine him as a kind of computer bard - even with little intimations of an IT recycled Shakespearean cyborg bard in some poems - have a look, see if you can find a few of his poems that reflect this - don't let me give the game away with examples! Amongst many lines these are the jist of a mere 2 that constantly remain in my mind: 1.man plays with the bigness of his littleness. 2. Listen, there's a hell of a good universe next door, let's go......
I've listen to ee for decades. I like his stuff, but never understand any of it. I think he's playing a joke on us just like the abstract expressionists.
uhhhhh, no. it is what it is kids, this is bullshit. comparing this to say, a collection of Robert Frost poems would be like comparing the doodlings of a two year old to a painting by Vermeer. there is not skill, no tradition in this nonsense. good poetry, good art channels the emotions and yearnings of the soul into something structured and communicable. language, logic, order and harmony are not to be abandoned. Caminante, si, hay camino. And you would be well advised to stay on that road son, take it from one well acquainted with with with the moonless nights and the brambles and the briars and the birds not found in books chipping away with ten thousand tortured souls wailing their mother's regret, this not my problem hell is for vain fool no more my garden now grow in rows my moneys always always always face same way I step over the dying and the crying and souls of hell not my concern new French show on Netflix maybe Italian wash my dog read to sleep dark dreams bear omens of hell's fire and eyes popping from my skull so what let it come here and now there is peace. And when I'm with my comrades met beneath the green woods bough, what once we were we all forget nor think what we are now.
If you think Cummings isn't rooted in traditional poetry forms, then you have no idea what you are talking about. Most of his early poems are sonnets. If you somehow think Robert Frost is the highest order of poet, then you need to work on your reading list.
My, aren't we a bit cocky. Do you even know what the Lost Generation was and why his writing revolves around deeper themes than numbskulls like you could never possibly understand? You're like a three-year-old claiming he's the best at dancing in his little room, while there are geniuses outside his little delusional fantasy who are artists-- and modest.
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My favorite poet since high school😊. “I carry your heart with me”❤
My Dad's book collection used to exist just out side my room. He is an exceptional man, and had a fine library. from his childhood, and through his life. I would sit, and read. EE had many places on the shelf. Issac, Ray, and others to me to other worlds, all before I was 12. for, some reason All Summer In A Day touched me the most. It took months, but I got through Dune. Peanuts, and MAD compilations rounded out the connection. Thank you for this. You put me in front of the bookcase again 35 years later.
Thank you to the 92Y for making such beauty accessible.
I prepared this for tomorrow's class (Bard College Berlin LT140) on Cummings and Stein and thought others might find it helpful:
EEC on what he will read (0:30)
1 x 1 [One Times One] (1944)
• 1
o XIV pity this busy monster,manunkind, (0:50)
o IV of all the blessings which to man (2:29)
o XVI one’s not half two. It’s two are halves of one: (4:55)
• x
o XXVI when god decided to invent (7:05)
o XXX Hello is what a mirror says (8:03)
o XXXIV nothing false and possible is love (9:15)
o XXXV except in your (11:10)
o XXXIX all ignorance toboggans into know (13:05)
o XXVIII rain or hail (14:55)
XAIPE (1950)
• 6 dying is fine)but Death (17:00)
• 11 so many selves(so many fiends and gods) (18:25)
• 21 jake hates
all the girls (the (20:25)
• 22 when serpents bargain for the right to squirm (21:25)
• 26 who sharpens every dull (22:55)
• 39 open his head,baby (24:30)
• 49 this is a rubbish of human rind (25:25)
• 51 who were so dark of heart they might not speak, (27:10)
• 61 if (touched by love's own secret)we,like homing (28:55)
• 67 when faces called flowers float out of the ground (30:40)
50 Poems (1940)
• 25 as freedom is a breakfastfood (34:05)
• 35 you which could grin three smiles into a dead (36:55)
• 29 anyone lived in a pretty how town (38:55)
• 42 love is more thicker than forget (43:10)
• 34 my father moved through dooms of love (44:32)
host (51:55)
TY PAUL!
Thank you!!!!!!
Thank you, very helpful!
:)
Thank you!
This piece is by far the most impeccable contribution on this channel. Too bad the channel doesn’t offer more classical content with the same authenticity.
Being able to hear my favorite poet read some of his masterpieces...amazing! You really get a sense of the meaning of the poems by his inflections and timing. Only thing that would have made it even better would have been if he included "the hours rise up putting off stars and it is", "buffalo bill's defunct" & "next to of course god america i"...Brilliant!
Love love love E.E. Cummings...he was most extraordinary!
Great speaking voice. Hypnotic.
A great voice emanating from a genius poet.
Thanks for posting
I love this, but please list the poems by name and duration, if possible.
. This would be a huge help. Thank you.
See above.
Ditto. For this posting to be useful, we need a set list of poem titles and timings.
His laugh at the end made it all the more human...
Amazing and beautiiful in our hearing.
And as I die. Let me say angels told me to write this. Let it star star star. For so spake the God of the universe one door down the whole time. But sometime the music is too loud in the room on the opsed side to hear his laugh. Merrily, merrily, merrily life is but a dream.
This is great!
IT'S LIKE YOGA-LOVE IT
Adorable!
Sounds like the death of life, but still holding hope
E.E.Cummings is truly a genius, totally original and a modernist with no one remotely comparable. Sometimes I imagine him as a kind of computer bard - even with little intimations of an IT recycled Shakespearean cyborg bard in some poems - have a look, see if you can find a few of his poems that reflect this - don't let me give the game away with examples! Amongst many lines these are the jist of a mere 2 that constantly remain in my mind: 1.man plays with the bigness of his littleness. 2. Listen, there's a hell of a good universe next door, let's go......
Does anyone have a list of poems and timestamps?
Wow superb
@ 92nd Street Y, Can you post a list of all the poems E.E. Cummings read in this recording?
See above.
Needs a back beat like the Volvo commercial. :)
❤️🌹
I've listen to ee for decades. I like his stuff, but never understand any of it. I think he's playing a joke on us just like the abstract expressionists.
There is deep meaning and understanding of the world in his poetry
If you don't get it, you don't get it. Take whatever meaning you want from his poems.
uhhhhh, no. it is what it is kids, this is bullshit. comparing this to say, a collection of Robert Frost poems would be like comparing the doodlings of a two year old to a painting by Vermeer. there is not skill, no tradition in this nonsense. good poetry, good art channels the emotions and yearnings of the soul into something structured and communicable. language, logic, order and harmony are not to be abandoned. Caminante, si, hay camino. And you would be well advised to stay on that road son, take it from one well acquainted with with with the moonless nights and the brambles and the briars and the birds not found in books chipping away with ten thousand tortured souls wailing their mother's regret, this not my problem hell is for vain fool no more my garden now grow in rows my moneys always always always face same way I step over the dying and the crying and souls of hell not my concern new French show on Netflix maybe Italian wash my dog read to sleep dark dreams bear omens of hell's fire and eyes popping from my skull so what let it come here and now there is peace. And when I'm with my comrades met beneath the green woods bough, what once we were we all forget nor think what we are now.
Roman Brown you sound horribly pretentious.
hey, its not my fault I'm smarter than everybody else.
If you think Cummings isn't rooted in traditional poetry forms, then you have no idea what you are talking about. Most of his early poems are sonnets. If you somehow think Robert Frost is the highest order of poet, then you need to work on your reading list.
My, aren't we a bit cocky. Do you even know what the Lost Generation was and why his writing revolves around deeper themes than numbskulls like you could never possibly understand? You're like a three-year-old claiming he's the best at dancing in his little room, while there are geniuses outside his little delusional fantasy who are artists-- and modest.
Roman Brown pompous ass