My musings, my rambles and I welcome you.
by e.e. cummings
spring when the world is mud-
luscious the little
whistles far and wee
and eddieandbill come
running from marbles and
piracies and it's
when the world is puddle-wonderful
old balloonman whistles
far and wee
and bettyandisbel come dancing
from hop-scotch and jump-rope and
I love this poem because the imagery in the poem is so vivid and magical. I picture a man hobbling down the street with his balloons to sell calling children with his recognizable whistle. A neighborhood (world) that is mud-luscious and puddle-wonderful. Can you not hear the kids splashing puddles as they run to meet him?
When I read this work, I realize the physical words of the poem can help tell the story. The placement of the words on the page can set the tone.
Far and wee is the sound the whistle makes. I can hear a low sound but a long sound from how the words are place.
And can you not picture two out of breath boys (eddieandbill) trying to catch the balloonman?
The whole poem is fun and magical and it's spring on paper.
I wrote several poem in the e.e. cummings style. I hope I did him proud.