by e.e. cummings…
45enters give whose lost is his found leading love whose heart is her mind) supremely whole uplifting the, of each where all was is to be welcomes welcomes her dreams to his face (her face his dreams rejoice rejoice) --opens the sun: who music wear burst icy known swim ignorant fire (adventuring and time’s dead which; falling falling both locked in each down a thief by a whore dragged goes to meet her why she his because
so what do you think about this poem? does it make sense to you? does it have to? or can language just be put together? was cummings a genius or a lunatic? i’d love to hear your thoughts.