Mudwriter

ee cummings is one of my favourite poets. I like his expressive, apparently naive use of language, and the play with word order. He’s fun to parody too. Here is one of my attempts!

This is (much wetting) the rain
which bow makes spray
under hissing tyres
i think of you
blue rain coat
in the splashing puddles
and wish (we) you i
could drip and dance
together