It’s the birthday of poet E.E. Cummings born in Cambridge, Massachusetts (1894).
By the end of the 1950s, he had become the most popular poet in America. He loved performing, and loved the applause, and the last few years of his life were the happiest. He died on September 3, 1962.
In the first edition of his Complete Poems, he wrote in the preface,
“The poems to come are for you and for me and are not for mostpeople — it’s no use trying to pretend that mostpeople and ourselves are alike. […] You and I are human beings; most people are snobs.”