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Слушать(AI)the bigness of cannon
the bigness of cannon
is skilful,
but i have seen
death’s clever enormous voice
which hides in a fragility
of poppies. . . .
i say that sometimes
on these long talkative animals
are laid fists of huger silence.
I have seen all the silence
filled with vivid noiseless boys
at Roupy
i have seen
between barrages,
the night utter ripe unspeaking girls.
E.E. Cummings
Edward Estlin (E. E.) Cummings (October 14, 1894 – September 3, 1962), often styled as e e cummings, as he is attributed in many of his publishe
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