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99th Virtual Poetry Circle

May 28, 2011 by

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  1. Anna says
    May 31, 2011 at 12:06 pm

    The last lines certainly create an interesting image. I like how he makes the falling snow sensual and sexual. Definitely creative.

  2. Michelle @ The True Book Addict says
    May 28, 2011 at 10:57 pm

    This was a powerful poem. I kind of get the inner meaning, but I’m still mulling it over. It’s really amazing that this poem was discovered!

    I’m going to subscribe to the comments so I can come back and see what others say. 🙂

    • Serena says
      May 30, 2011 at 9:40 am

      I’m not exactly sure what Cummings is trying to say in this poem, but there is a stark contrast created between the Black people of the neighborhood and the filth of the streets and houses with the white and clean snow. This contrast seems to highlight the differences between the races that are so often pointed out in conversation and interaction, but Cummings seems to also be pointing out that God sees us all the same as He calls off the “last day.”