Buffalo Bill ha muerto : by E.E. CummingsEdward Estlin Cummings escribió algunas obras de narrativa y teatro y un libro de crítica, I: six nonlectures que recopilaba las lecciones que impartió en la cátedra de poesía Charles Eliot Norton de la Universidad de Harvard, pero sobre todo fue poeta, con una docena de títulos publicados entre 1923 y el año de su muerte. La recopilación póstuma de sus Complete Poems abarca más de mil páginas.
La poesía de Cummings, personal, rebelde, original, experimental, voluntariamente distinta y a menudo inclasificable, no fue bien entendida ni acogida por la crítica, pero supo llegar a sus lectores y ganárselos, y lo sigue haciendo, con su tono ferozmente individualista, su radicalismo crítico y su juguetona arbitrariedad.
Poetry Out Loud
A few years ago all I had was a certain ambition and an understanding, more or less, of how things work in this world. I lived in the tiny room of a pension on B street. Funds were running low. I was eighteen years old when I was introduced to the fascinating world of Alasdair Gray. I read Poor Things in the second year of my undergraduate degree at the University of Glasgow,. On the ancient river, seagull rock crests out of the waters.
Yes, you have your opinion. The kids will have theirs. So, what does e. What makes cummings interesting, along with folks like William Carlos Williams, is that they were heavily influenced by technology. In their case, the typewriter. Williams reportedly typed his poems over and over again, breaking it up in many different ways, to see how it lay on the page.
Cummings Even after reading the poem it is difficult to say for certain whether the poet is writing about Buffalo Bills life or death, heroism or cruelty to animals, his achievements or the irony that he also died the same death, or something else. This is truly a modernist poem in which one and certain meaning is neither intended nor possible. After all, Cummings attitude toward William Cody could really have been ambivalent mixed. It is partly a tribute to the legendary hero who ruthlessly killed buffalo as well as pigeons, and partly it is an ironic poem that tells us that no one is heroic in front of death. The poet remembers how he used to ride a horse and go hunting. In his hunting spree, he would shoot down many pigeons or buffalo at a time, in a series.
E dward E stlin Cummings claimed to have composed a poem a day for 14 years. Cummings developed a unique style of writing, full of experimentation with form, spelling, syntax, and punctuation. We gathered in a field southwest of town, several hundred hauling coolers and folding chairs along a gravel road dry in August, two ruts of soft dust that soaked into our clothes and rose in plumes behind us. By noon we could discern their massive coils emerging I like the lady horses best, how they make it all look easy, like running 40 miles per hour is as fun as taking a nap, or grass. I like their lady horse swagger, after winning.