9. (e.e. cummings)

Fun fact: I just learned that e. e. (cummings) stands for Edward Estlin! A neat middle name. Anyhoo, today's poem is the simply titled '9.'

Poets.org categorizes this poem as a poem about passion and sex. I can see passion and romantic entanglement here (not quite sex but somewhere like that). Although, it's not an unbridled passion. The main image is that of a clock - a thing of rigid order. I think that's where the interest (for me) in this poem comes from. After all, it's a love/passion poem that doesn't really describe the people or their features - instead, it goes on about a clock. The tics and tocs of the clock he is describing are the kisses, the acts of love. And that's interesting. No?

Favorite line: "there are so many tictoc / clocks everywhere telling people / what toctic time it is"

there are so many tictoc clocks everywhere telling people what toctic time it is - See more at: http://www.poets.org/viewmedia.php/prmMID/21421#sthash.QOFy4KJv.dpuf