2 Poems by E.E. Cummings
1. “little tree”
This poem reminded me of my childhood, especially
Christmastime, which is what the poem is about.
The last line in the fifth stanza “and there won’t be a single place
dark or unhappy” reminds me about how I used to feel as a child around
Christmastime, that I felt the most happy and secure. Cummings writes about the tree being dressed
up, made beautiful with decorations for all to see which also takes me back to
when my mother and I would take out all the decorations on Christmas Eve, and
begin decorating our own beautiful tree.
2. “hist whist”
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