Tuesday, 20 March 2012

Spring is like

The spring onslaught continues with this e.e. Cummings poem.

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.

e.e. cummings

What is spring like for you?


  1. What a great poem - it really made me smile! At the moment it feels as though the beat of the ground under my feet has moved up a gear from the very slow thud it gave throughout winter.
    It also means light when I walk the dog and that can only be a good thing.

  2. Tonia - So glad it made you smile. The light mornings are a reall gift from nature.

  3. A beautiful poem!
    Spring for me is sunny, hot and glorious. I am so happy the sun is out longer now. It makes my heart glad.

  4. Anbolyn Yes seeing & feeling the sun does make ones heart glad. Hope you have a good spring day today.


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