e.e. cummings
(1894 - 1962)
 
(and i imagine (XII) )when what hugs stopping earth than silent is
All in green my love went riding anyone lived in a pretty how town
Buffalo Bill's but if a living dance upon dead minds
buy me an ounce and i'll sell you a pound. dead every enourmous piece
dying is fine)but Death i have found what you are like
i love you much(most beautiful darling) If
if i believe in Just-
it is at moments after i have dreamed it may not always be so;and i say
may i feel said he Me up at does
nobody loses all the time O sweet spontaneous
The Eagle this is the garden:colours come and go,
Thy fingers make early flowers unto thee i
when god lets my body be when life is quite through with
Where's Madge then,  
 

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