For those of you who may be wondering, no I did not come up with the wonderfully witty blog name myself. Rather, it comes from the first line of ee cumming’s poem of the same name. It struck me that besides encompasing some of my thoughts about writing in general, the title would be slightly ironic as this is a blog, and therefor not written with a pencil. So, for your viewing pleasure, here is the entire poem (sadly though, I still can’t figure out WordPress formatting to make the poem look the way cummings intended it):

even a pencil has fear to
do the posed body luckily made
a pen is dreadfully afraid
of her of this of the smile’s two
eyes….too, since the world’s but
a piece of eminent fragility.
Well and when—Does susceptibility
imply perspicuity,or?
shut
up.
Seeing
seeing her is not
to something or to nothing as much as
being by her seen, which has got
nothing on something as i think

,did you ever hear a jazz
Band?

or unnoise men don’t make soup who drink.