I came across this photo of E.E. Cummings and Marion Morehouse several years ago and saved it. Not that it matters, but Wikipedia says it's not clear if they ever legally married but they lived together in a common law marriage for about 30 years until his death in 1962. I don't know why, but I think it's one of the saddest photos I've ever seen. He's looking across the table at her with bemused resignation, and she appears almost distraught in posture and can't bear to look him in the eye.
More than likely what's really going on is he's already decided what he wants to order and she's still looking down reading the menu and trying to decide between the chef salad and the burger with fries.
Maybe after dessert he wrote this on a napkin. It could've happened.
i have found what you are like by E. E. Cummings
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First ee cummings poem I've ever read- pretty cool.
I won't lie and say I understand all of his poems, Chup, but I love his poetry.
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