E.E. (for Edward Estlin) Cummings is a poet who is generally at odds with the world, and a painter who is at peace with nature. In the catalogue for his exhibition at a Manhattan gallery last week, Cummings expressed both attitudes in quick succession. ". . . Come let us adjust," he wrote, "until the whole world's an infrahuman ultrafamily of supersub-morons delightedly drowning in telejuke-movieradiovision." And he followed that bitter advice with the happy reminder that "Art is a question of being alive."
Cummings' fame rests on such books as Eimi and The...
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