anyone lived in a pretty how town
(with up
so floating many bells down)
spring
summer autumn winter
he sang
his didn’t he danced his did
Women and
men(both little and small)
cared for
anyone not at all
they sowed
their isn’t they reaped their same
sun moon
stars rain
children
guessed(but only a few
and down
they forgot as up they grew
autumn
winter spring summer)
that noone
loved him more by more
when by
now and tree by leaf
she
laughed his joy she cried his grief
bird by
snow and stir by still
anyone’s
any was all to her
someones
married their everyones
laughed
their cryings and did their dance
(sleep
wake hope and then)they
said their
nevers they slept their dream
stars rain
sun moon
(and only
the snow can begin to explain
how
children are apt to forget to remember
with up so
floating many bells down)
one day
anyone died i guess
(and noone
stooped to kiss his face)
busy folk
buried them side by side
little by
little and was by was
all by all
and deep by deep
and more
by more they dream their sleep
noone and
anyone earth by april
wish by
spirit and if by yes.
Women and
men(both dong and ding)
summer
autumn winter spring
reaped
their sowing and went their came
sun moon
stars rain
E. E. Cummings
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