"Space being(don't forget to remember)Curved"

considers it a parody-portrait of one scienceworshipping

supersubmoron in the very act of reading(with

difficulties)aloud,to another sw ssm,some wouldbe

December 11 1950” (E. E. Cummings Society)

Death is an uncharted region of the human psyche, a grey area on the grand scale

of good and bad. It may not be familiar or known, but it is theorized as a transcendence

into another realm of utopian purgatory. In any case, a body is abandoned, limp and soon

to be stiff, a mere vessel of vague importance slated for decomposition only six feet

away. Left behind is a legacy of debt, redistribution and ceremonial tears that are shed

for grief, and pain, and as a desperate attempt to convince oneself that the money is well

deserved. When the processions begin, the heartache is replaced with backache and

pitiless self-remorse for the burden of responsibility that accompanies death, which has

been ever so gracefully placed on your shoulders. Tradition and superstition have long

“we thank thee/ god/ almighty for dying” (23-24). Cummings thanks God for

“is strictly/ scientific/ & artificial &/ evil & legal)” (18-21). Death has become so much

cannot know why but only ask questions of the powers that be and thank divinity for

Some topics in this essay:
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