Just remembered. I love poems that communicate old things in new ways, or things we'd have no way of feeling otherwise. So here's one of my favorite poems of all time. Enjoy.
She being Brand (XIX)
by e.e. cummings
she being Brand
-new;and you
know consequently a
little stiff i was
careful of her and(having
thoroughly oiled the universal
joint tested my gas felt of
her radiator made sure her springs were O.
K.)i went right to it flooded-the-carburetor cranked her
up,slipped the
clutch(and then somehow got into reverse she
kicked what
the hell)next
minute i was back in neutral tried and
again slo-wly;bare,ly nudg. ing(my
lev-er Right-
oh and her gears being in
A 1 shape passed
from low through
second-in-to-high like
greasedlightning)just as we turned the corner of Divinity
avenue i touched the accelerator and give
her the juice,good
(it
was the first ride and believe i we was
happy to see how nice she acted right up to
the last minute coming back down by the Public
Gardens i slammed on
the
internalexpanding
&
externalcontracting
brakes Bothatonce and
brought allofher tremB
-ling
to a:dead.
stand-
;Still)
Wednesday, April 01, 2009
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3 comments:
my favorite poem ever. spectacular. even more reasons for me to love this blog.
- stella
Great poem! Not one I've read before. I'll have to share it with the kids.
Trish
I LOVE ee cummings... nicely done! (dude, I swear I checked your blog on Wednesday and saw NOTHING. I'm not usually this far behind!)
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