The Little Review (littlereview) wrote,
The Little Review

Poem for Saturday

Spring is like a perhaps hand
by e.e. cummings


Spring is like a perhaps hand
(which comes carefully
out of Nowhere)arranging
a window,into which people look(while
people stare
arranging and changing placing
carefully there a strange
thing and a known thing here)and

changing everything carefully

spring is like a perhaps
Hand in a window
(carefully to
and fro moving New and
Old things,while
people stare carefully
moving a perhaps
fraction of flower here placing
an inch of air there)and

without breaking anything.

tyellas made my morning by pointing out ringwraith riding cock! You have to go look!

Today: Must do lots of work. It was thunderstorming all morning and they cancelled soccer but now the sun is out which is not helping. Tomorrow: Must do lots of work before going to Baltimore for Mother's Day, which is more about my mother than me but I will get taken out for a nice dinner and will hopefully get to go into the aquarium and commune with the rays if we have time after the Jewish Museum.

ashinae is STILL the very worst influence a girl can have. I love her madly.

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