A poem for miss_chance

[lillibet]

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

Comments

[kerri9494.livejournal.com]

OK, this is so scary. Not only was I reading this poem over and over again this weekend, I actually told a friend LAST NIGHT that something was mud-luscious and puddle-wonderful.

Creepy. In a good way.