National Poetry Month: Best Simile Ever: like a fragment of angry candy

the Cambridge ladies who live in furnished souls

By E. E. Cummings
  

the Cambridge ladies who live in furnished souls

are unbeautiful and have comfortable minds

(also, with the church's protestant blessings

daughters,unscented shapeless spirited)

they believe in Christ and Longfellow, both dead,

are invariably interested in so many things—

at the present writing one still finds

delighted fingers knitting for the is it Poles?

perhaps. While permanent faces coyly bandy

scandal of Mrs. N and Professor D

.... the Cambridge ladies do not care, above

Cambridge if sometimes in its box of

sky lavender and cornerless, the

moon rattles like a fragment of angry candy 

 

After all the years of loving this poem, I just realized he capitalized the word Cambridge. 

How sarcastic he was. 

Best simile ever: 

the moon rattles like a fragment of angry candy