| In hearts beset by Winter's debt, I heard you wonder why |
[Sep. 1st, 2006|05:32 pm] |

in Just-
spring when the world is mud-
luscious the little
lame balloonman
whistles far and wee
and eddieandbill come
running from marbles and
piracies and it's
spring
when the world is puddle-wonderful
the queer
old balloonman whistles
far and wee
and bettyandisbel come dancing
from hop-scotch and jump-rope and
it's
spring
and
the
goat-footed
balloonMan whistles
far
and
wee e.e. cummings
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![[User Picture]](http://l-userpic.livejournal.com/83160346/3000319) | From: sparroweye 2006-09-01 06:17 pm (UTC)
oohhhh..... I love e.e. cummings. Looking through my book and I do not see that one. | (Link)
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between green
mountains
sings the flinger
of
fire beyond red rivers
of fair perpetual
feet the
sinuous
riot
the
flashing
bacchant.
partedpetaled
mouth.face
delirious. indivisible
grace
of dancing.
![[User Picture]](http://l-userpic.livejournal.com/33479313/1391270) | From: insomnius 2006-09-03 12:45 am (UTC)
Re: oohhhh..... I love e.e. cummings. Looking through my book and I do not see that one. | (Link)
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I love his poems too. Sometimes it's a struggle to refrain from posting nothing else on Livejournal :)
Yay for spring and e.e. cummings! | |