ee cummings

So spring is here, the weather is lovely, and all I want to do is wander about outdoors and stare at blossom-laden trees.  Here's a whimsical poem in honor of spring by ee cummings.  He seems never to have taken himself or his art too seriously but remains an excellent poet all the same -- perhaps all the more. 

 

Bonus points to anyone who can identify the little lame balloonman.

in Just-

 

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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