Listening to the radio at the weekend I heard someone recite a few lines from an e.e. cummings poem. I wasn't that familiar with this lower capital poet, other than that I know the line 'no one has such small hands, not even the rain'. And I can't recall what the title of the poem recited was but I really liked the tone of it. The poem 'felt' profound but light as well, which I thought was a lovely combination to strive for in a verse. I must look into this poet's work. Off down the library I go!
