"Here life is, moves; faintly. A wrist. The faint throb of blood, precise, miraculous... And they talk of dying! The blood delicately descending and ascending: making an arm. Being an arm. The warm flesh, the dim slender flesh filled with life, slenderer than a miracle, frailer... These are the shoulders through which fell the world. The dangerous shoulders of Eve, in god's entire garden newly strolling."
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E. E. Cummings
Edward Estlin Cummings (October 14 1894 – September 3 1962), commonly known as e e cummings or E. E. Cummings, was an American poet, painter, essayist, author, and playwright.
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