XLI Poems

E. E. Cummings

Play

Length

49 min

Chapters

41

Language

English

Genre

Single author

First published

1925

Chapters

1. 1 the sky wasRead by Scotty Smith 0:52
2. 2 of myRead by Scotty Smith 0:59
3. 3 when life is quite through withRead by Scotty Smith 0:49
4. 4 into the smitingRead by Scotty Smith 0:49
5. 5 Where’s Madge thenRead by Scotty Smith 0:56
6. 6 after fiveRead by Scotty Smith 1:05
7. 7 between green mountainsRead by Scotty Smith 0:48
8. 8 in the rain-Read by Scotty Smith 1:03
9. 9 Lady of SilenceRead by Scotty Smith 0:52
10. 10 the hillsRead by Scotty Smith 0:48
11. 11 i will wade out till my thighs are steeped in burning flowersRead by Scotty Smith 1:04
12. 12 cruelly,loveRead by Scotty Smith 1:00
13. 13 why did you goRead by Scotty Smith 0:50
14. 14 little treeRead by Scotty Smith 1:20
15. 15 conversation with my friend is particularlyRead by Scotty Smith 1:51
16. 16 one April dusk theRead by Scotty Smith 1:24
17. 17 PicassoRead by Scotty Smith 1:10
18. 18 the skinny voiceRead by Scotty Smith 1:05
19. 19 as usual i did not find him in cafes, the more dissoluteRead by Scotty Smith 1:53
20. 20 it’s just like a coffin’sRead by Scotty Smith 1:22
21. 21 my mind isRead by Scotty Smith 1:03
22. 22 5Read by Scotty Smith 1:41
23. 23 at the ferocious phenomenon of 5 o’clock i find myselfRead by Scotty Smith 3:26
24. 24 earth like a tipsyRead by Scotty Smith 0:52
25. 25 Humanity i love youRead by Scotty Smith 1:12
26. 26 when learned darkness from our searched worldRead by Scotty Smith 1:12
27. 27 O Thou to whom the musical white springRead by Scotty Smith 1:10
28. 28 when unto nights of autumn do complainRead by Scotty Smith 1:11
29. 29 this is the garden: colours come and go,Read by Scotty Smith 1:13
30. 30 Thou in whose swordgreat story shine the deedsRead by Scotty Smith 1:15
31. 31 when the proficient poison of sure sleepRead by Scotty Smith 1:15
32. 32 and what were roses. Perfume? for i doRead by Scotty Smith 1:23
33. 33 come nothing to my comparable soulRead by Scotty Smith 1:07
34. 34 when my sensational moments are no moreRead by Scotty Smith 1:16
35. 35 I have seen her a stealthily frailRead by Scotty Smith 1:11
36. 36 who’s most afraid of death? thou art of himRead by Scotty Smith 1:16
37. 37 perhaps it is to feel strikeRead by Scotty Smith 1:06
38. 38 when i am in Boston, i do not speakRead by Scotty Smith 0:59
39. 39 will suddenly trees leap from winter and willRead by Scotty Smith 1:09
40. 40 a fragrant sag of fruit distinctly grouped.Read by Scotty Smith 1:05
41. 41 by god i want above fourteenthRead by Scotty Smith 1:17

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