Lovely piece
“Who’s That Little Mouse?” | Anthony Satori
(Me up at does)
— a poem by E. E. Cummings
“Me up at does
out of the floor
quietly Stare
a poisoned mouse
still who alive
is asking What
have i done that
You wouldn’t have”
Although quite poignant, I’ve always appreciated this poem by E. E. Cummings. I think it is a fine example of his remarkable economy of language, his touching sense of empathy, and his unmistakable signature style: a seemingly mixed-up, punctuation-free stagger of words which, upon closer inspection, actually turns out to be a carefully constructed poetic flow of thoughts and ideas. Like a lot of great art, Cummings’ poetry isn’t spoon-fed to the viewer. It requires effort and attention. But, in the end, it is always worth the journey.
Quite fortunately, the little mouse in the image above was destined for a more happy fate than the mouse…
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